"Don't cry, I am you, I am always here." His body line was very unstable, just like the mottled brush strokes carved in the air, which were obviously feather-like texture, but it caused He Sheng as much pain as a wall axe.
He Sheng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly his whole body trembled. He couldn't hold back his tears and started sobbing.
The person in He Sheng's arms smiled easily, and easily held He Sheng's heart in his hands, squeezing and kneading it, brewing bitter blood.
Hopelessness is spreading, cracking in silence...
Intention: The world is so big, but you are not there