The End of the World: I, the Mist Host!

Lin Mo never thought that his life would be completely derailed when he received the gold-gilded admission letter. It turns out that the deviation of fate never comes with a bang, but like this - on an ordinary day, you open a strange letter, and from then on the strangeness becomes a daily routine. The afterimage of the sports car hides the unspoken goodbye, and loneliness has quietly laid the foreshadowing as early as the first curtain of rain.