Even in the darkest times, there will be people who will use their bones as torches to illuminate the muddy road ahead for others. Even those who are bent on death in the abyss of despair will be moved and saved by a rose growing at the bottom of the dark valley.
When the entire human civilization successfully entered the second half of the 21st century, a deadly virus storm turned the white clouds into black. The twilight has long since faded away from its former charming red color, but instead saturates the sky like thick ink.
The steel forests all over the world once made mankind stand out among the others, but now they have turned into the stormy waves of the old era under the black mist. The glass curtains that were once as transparent and beautiful as emeralds have also fallen into the soft earth along with the high-rise buildings that carried them, turning into powder that mocks the arrogance of mankind. The extremely solid steel bars are like exposed gray blood vessels protruding between the walls. When the sad wind passes over the broken civilization, it will sound like a pipe organ, mixed with the whisper of the unknown virus in the shadows.
But in such a dark age full of unknowns and death, there is a love that can make a person completely abandon despair and the desire to die.
The ruthless attacker who thinks he has a heart of stone
Tian Jingzhen: I'm straight
Liu Kaijiang: I want to die qwq
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