Jiang Xingli came back to his senses and looked at the familiar and unfamiliar people in front of him. People he thought he would never meet again broke into his world again, "When the stars are twinkling, the sun cannot appear." "Then I will be a street lamp, illuminating one side and letting the stars see the human market." This is the third time, and I have fallen into your hands again. Every time, it is voluntary. In midsummer, as long as you stretch out your hand, the stars will fall into the palm of your hand
Purpose: Break through the shackles of the world