When a person's inner depression accumulates for a long time, sooner or later it will burst out at some point. The Tomb of Heaven has always been under great pressure. At this moment, I feel that I am the only one left in the whole world, lonely and desolate.

I just came back from going out for a drink, but I drowned my sorrows in drinking and became even more sorrowful. My head was muddled and I was staring blankly in front of the computer, not wanting to do anything. I’m afraid this was a relatively frustrating moment in my life! I can’t update today, brothers.
Chapter completed!