Library

A universe where technology and magic coexist, interstellar battleships, space mechas, and individual power coexist. The will of human civilization is passed down from generation to generation. Perhaps it is the end-but also the beginning.

I once thought that his love came late and was due to interest; He Xing closed her eyes, the Song-style love letter was covered with dust, her tears fell on the paper, her heart was like a knife, and the thoughts in the box were like the starry sky in the middle of the night. Occasionally, when she looked up, she could see one or two twinkling stars, which was her salvation...