The world tortured her until she was a bloody mess and returned it to me. Countless hands covered with spikes tore out her heart. Her body and soul were simultaneously shattered in the silence with a huge tinnitus. All emotions and memories were blown into the wind, and nothing could be picked up.
Fuzzy tears are stuck on your face, and the sound of wind isolates you from the sounds of the world. ... I can no longer feel the sunshine that is so close in front of me.
Do you think you can climb out of the quagmire of fate? I just borrowed the wind and courage to bathe in the sunshine before sunset for the only time.
"Xiao Zexi, from now on, the sky will be high and the water will be long, and I will be blessed with happiness and good health."
Concept: three views, soul encounter, youth, irony and sadness