Mu Zili put the freshly washed grape into his mouth and chewed it carefully. The bitter taste swept through it like a dark night, hitting the depths of his soul.
"Is it sweet?"
"Sour"
Her bright eyes were looking at the person opposite her, the person very close to her, and the person opposite her was also looking at her, as if she wanted to understand the emotions under her eyes.
After a long time, Muzi Li finally spoke.
"I never seem to have good luck."
She took out a coin from her pocket. She shook the slightly rusty coin with her white fingers in the night, with a smile on her face, as if she was far away.
"But at the end of this scene, fate will bless you."
Purpose: Redeem the Sun Home