Online Game: Ice Valley Orchid

A handful of long black hair, flying in this cold reality, seems extremely fragile A handful of long ice-blue hair, flying in the passionate online game, seems to be extremely indifferent A tear fell gently on the light red gemstone on the ring on the left ring finger. The scars all over his body seemed to be slowly melting away bit by bit by the endless warmth. Suffering and pain are constantly changing in the chaotic memories and noisy crowds Friendship? Love? Wandering between the cold reality and the illusory online games Her slender figure is burdened with things she shouldn't be carrying, constantly oppressing her back. Her soft feet walked on a road full of flowers but more thorns Her staggering steps, little by little, moved forward with difficulty, toward the light ahead. But does light really exist? Can it really be done? Binglan, have a good trip...