Step by step later, I forgot to breathe, and I only remembered that the dark clouds in the sky covered the last bit of color in my sight.
I only remember the present and forget that there are still people after me.
I put all my thoughts on the white dove, but I forgot that it was just a white dove.
Lu Yuebai saved many people, but Cui Jiyan, who was invisible in the deep snow, was being buried by falling snow.
"We made a promise, and maybe we can become a promise."
"I question the world because it doesn't suit you."
"I didn't make any agreement. The agreement refers to a certain thing, not us..."
"If the agreement is separated from human existence, who will do a certain thing."
Cui Jiyan did not make a promise...
Intention: nostalgic