Perhaps, many years later, no matter what Baizhu has or has lost, recalling the summer when he was twenty-four years old will still feel absurd.
When the same face comes to his door and his scars are torn open bit by bit, how should he choose?
Maybe he just didn't choose.
When Bai Zhu was thinking wildly, the man in front of him suddenly said: "This face should look familiar to you!"
Baizhu finally let out a breath, finally, it started!
The rain started to fall harder and began to drown out the sounds in the house. There was a sinister atmosphere between the lips and teeth, and a layer of white hair broke out on the back of the white hair, which officially revealed the face in front of me that I had seen in the mirror for 24 years!
Zheng Man: "She is innocent, I will go with you."
Bai Shu: "... I have no chance."
Intention: We are serious about life!