Lin Lin entered the game he developed. Fortunately, he survived and became the weakest prince with the lowest sense of existence. He couldn't live for more than two years. In order to survive, he could only do tasks, take the imperial examination, enter the temple, and go to school. Good words, clever ideas... He entered the emperor's tent and single-handedly turned a tyrant into a virtuous king. In the end, he became famous and wanted to just retreat. At this time, the emperor pinched his waist, bit his ear and slowly said: My dear, where else do you want to run? It seems it still doesn't hurt enough. Be good, let's continue tonight.
Qin Zhi knew that everyone in the world called him cold-blooded and called him a tyrant, but it didn't matter. He had long been tired of this world, until one day a young man with a slight illness saved him. He saw a lot of worry, fear, anger, and warmth in that person's eyes. He had never known that there were so many emotions in a person's eyes. What's more, this person's eyes were surprisingly clean. For the first time, he had the idea of dragging someone into hell.
Later, the little guy often followed him, like a little tail. He liked to see him smile. He found that when the little guy smiled, his eyes were full of him, which made him whole.
Intention: I am your salvation