One o'clock in the morning.
Meng Wenwang sat on the window sill and thought of Qi Sixian again. He flattened the beer can in his hand and threw it away, while saying: "This beast."
After five years, Qi Sixian came back to haunt Meng Wenwang. He hated him and loved him thoroughly.
Intention: Attack each other, a knife in the crumbs of sugar