It has been said since ancient times: Mountains to the south and water to the north are yang, mountains to the north and water to the south are yin.
The symbiosis of yin and yang is the great road.
But the world is bright and clear, and it is obscure and unclear. I hold myself noble and noble, looking down from a high place, smiling and asking where the sun is.
Unexpectedly, he didn't reach Xiaoyang and ended up in a dark prison.
Only then did we know that all living beings are monsters and I am a charm. How can we be pitiful if we become monsters together?
Avenue?
But it's just mediocre.
(There is no main CP in this article, and the sub-CPs have mixed sexual orientations, but they will be dominated by two male protagonists)
Intention: To lift up the clouds and pick up the sun to catch a glimpse of the sky