"They turned into jellyfish and flew into the distance, facing the wind, and the stars and purples wandered in the pure white..."
"... Full of dreams, Saint Puyin flies around the world, looking for the whiteness of the world..."
"... They discovered that they were so different, and they were confused and confused..."
"... Beautiful and strange flowers, bound by praise and shackles, huddled behind the cold glass, looking at the breeze blowing the white..."
"... I hope you are not the beautiful Saint Puyin."
Note: Most of the content in this book is fabricated. St. Puyin does not exist in reality. Please do not connect it with real life. The content in this book has nothing to do with real society.
Motto: No one is special
