"What do you use to prove your existence?"
How can people find themselves in the topsy-turvy and broken world of others?
Yu Qian raised his head and looked at the girl in the distance whose face could not be seen clearly through the headphones.
An anchor is like an existence that prevents you from getting lost. In fact, you have to answer this question just like yourself.
Whether it is analyzing the composition of moonlight, searching for the reason why rainwater has no color, melting into the quicksand of the desert, or getting lost in a world that collapses, breaks, and disappears in cycles.
They are all answers left by others.
What about myself.
The girl raised her hands and embraced the hazy shadow of herself from the past.
Instructions for consumption:
I'm new to writing. It's my first time posting a lot and I don't quite understand it. Please give me some advice (bow)
There are very few unfinished drafts of the outline, and writing all depends on feeling)
There are two heroines, one is a player and the other is an NPC. Their roles are not completely equal, and the two protagonists have no emotional line. There may be a deputy cp
Please don't mention me in irrelevant places, please!
Intention: Embrace your past self