[Written in front] This is a writing practice, updated as the occasion demands, free and open to the public, welcome to discuss.
Once upon a time, there was great chaos in the Central Plains. The disciples of the cult came all the way from the north into the Central Plains, and the land they passed was devastated and no grass could grow. Nowadays, time has passed and the prosperous city of the past has been restored, but it still seems to be shrouded in the shadow of the past.
Love is different from friendship, which comes and goes, and is different from family affection in its human nature. Just because of that contract, from now on, you are willing to take responsibility and cause and effect for the other party.
Intention: growth