Liu Yuan stood upstairs, staring numbly at the chaos. When did he become like this? The memory has become hazy.
He only remembered a broken night, the wind blowing the curtains and the dim stars.
Maybe what Gu Yu'an said is right.
Liu Yuan was tired of dancing boring dance steps, he just wanted it to end.
Close your eyes and slowly fall backward.
It was finally quiet.
Intention: Don't care about other people's opinions