I used to think that we would all be happy forever, but the older we grow, the more we are bound by the words "I can't help myself"...
Can former close friends, the kind thoughts and original wishes in their hearts support them through the many years of this mortal world?
Who can understand the enmity and hatred, good and evil in the world? You and I are just insignificant ants in this vast world.
(Happy cultivation of immortality in the early stage, slight abuse in the middle and late stages, multi-CP, focusing on fantasy cultivation)
Intention: When a young man is carefree, he will inevitably leave many regrets, but everything has passed away, so he can only cherish the present moment and live in the present. In the process of growing up, even a lone wolf will still meet a warm wolf pack that is willing to accept him. Friends will always be our strong backing.