"Why are you still crying?" Yuan Shan leaned on the deceased's arms and brushed away the tears on his face, "It's just a long sleep, why should you be afraid? If others see it, they will secretly discuss the authority of Tianjun behind his back."
After hearing Yuan Shan's words in the past life, he couldn't stop crying. He replied intermittently: "Yuan Shan, please stop talking. It's all my fault."
"What's wrong?" Yuanshan asked.
The dead man raised his head, and the dazzling sunlight fell into his eyes through the layers of leaves: "Everything is wrong."
Yuanshan is dead. All of this must start from the very beginning.
Intention: Why be afraid of eternal sleep?