When he opened his eyes, the two-meter-wide soft bed turned into an uncovered wooden coffin.
The eyes of the age turn dark and bright again.
After accepting the fact that he actually traveled through time, he discovered that the original owner had almost no memory, leaving only sporadic common sense and occasional flashes of inspiration.
I don't know my identity, I don't know where I came from, I don't know where I'm going.
Age: Forget it, that's it. Let's eat first. Jpg
Intention: The long night is coming to an end