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The hustle and bustle of the city and the tranquil countryside are all in sight. In those fragmented information, people play the role of cannibalism. One war after another, in one smokeless battlefield after another, was carried out quietly, and the warriors enjoyed it endlessly. It is both joyful and sad. The victors move forward bravely with a proud attitude, while the losers are dejected. After recuperating, they regroup and continue to charge forward. Under the frenzy, piles of bones were left on the battlefield. Bai Mu likes to put himself in a black world. He doesn't need much space, just enough to accommodate him. But he doesn't like this kind of black, he doesn't like black clothes, he doesn't like black pants, and he doesn't like black socks. Yiyi always smiled and said that he was a contradictory person. This kind of hobby was more like a disease, but unfortunately, she loved him just like this.