Ye Qingming knew the future events in his dream, but lies one after another made him feel confused. Nothing in the world of lies was true. Morning and dusk were like the moon and moon in the water. It turned out that the peaceful world was not as simple as he thought. The little humans in the sewers, the note that will kill you if you write your name, the talking cat...
Choosing a school during the high school entrance examination is like a forced river flow.
The sun was about to set, and the fire clouds were overhead. The bell rang as usual on the radio, and the teacher was interrupting the class as usual. Continue writing on the blackboard, the dust of chalk is like the memories of the past being gradually forgotten.
Concept: Morning and dusk are cycles