"No need to go to class, it's the end of the world," Wei Ran said nonchalantly. But she was still vaguely afraid in her heart. She was partial to apocalyptic literature, so just in case, she used her pocket money to buy flint and steel, a thermal blanket, an apocalyptic guide and rope.
As their wheels passed over the ground, the green plants on the roadside withered as if they had been burned to death by fertilizer, turning into dust and drifting away in the wind.
Concept: group portrait