Under the bright moon, the gleaming moonlight reflects on the earth, like a dream.
In the darkness, Ao Meng was hiding alone. The endless darkness and loneliness were his original protective shell, wrapping him. Being strong cannot cover up his loneliness and emptiness.
Suddenly, five people came from a distance. Their eyes and smiles slowly softened his cocoon-like heart, and the scarred soul squirmed with new tender flesh.
They took Ao Meng's hand, pulled him up, and walked away in the direction of Cang Yue. The slender shadows are connected together, tightly twisted like ropes.
