His heartbeat was very weak, and there was a thin heart underneath.
He spent the first half of his life battling abuse and illness for his body, until the light of his judgment leaked out in the space between heaven and earth.
His name is Chen Lingqing, a rusty screw. Stubbornness leads to depression, and ambition becomes depressed.
The angel said he could live to be twelve years old. But reality is a bit blurry.
On the verge of death, there is a halo of light, dazzling and unbearable. Guang said his name was Fang Jueming.
An ironclad oath, sleep forever in this life.
If he wants to live, he must fight. If he wants the truth, he must fight.
Just when the barren land collapsed, looking from a distance, the clear water flowed into the deep mountains.
At the age of sixteen, he met a thin and optimistic boy.
At the age of twenty-six, the sand was still hot under his gun.
At the beginning of chaos, I had no hesitation. At the dawn of clarity, I washed my hands and said, My name is Chen Fuqing.
Chen was attacked by Fang
Intention: Run, run towards the light, run towards tomorrow
