Chronic Illness

It turns out that there will be cracks in time and space; it turns out that you don't have to appear in my world! While I was looking back with reluctance, I was breaking free from the shackles of the contradiction deep in my heart. The white horse passes by, looking at the setting sun, wisps of golden light blooming everywhere, looking at the vast sea of ​​​​people, and the floating dust and smoke rising everywhere. What cannot be forgotten is always lurking in the body, and what should be forgotten is always making excuses for not letting go. At that time, time stopped reincarnating and I lost my direction. You leave calmly, but I no longer have "An Ran"——