Summary
The world is like a dream, when will I wake up? The world is a lonely sea, I can’t see the dark chaos under the deep sea, I can only build an Iceland that belongs to me. A story born of a dream. First-person, time-travel (indecent), bggb are mixed up (? What do you think is what), Raiwen (there is a kind of thunder that the author thinks is thunder) I hope everyone can read the copy carefully, because there is no warning tag in the text. Color batch max Indiscriminate max No logic max No moral max (what is morality?) Heroine halo max (? Mainly to live more customs?) No shame and no shame Max gluttonous feast max (? This is not necessarily, rou wrote too much It will become numb, do you understand this kind of pain? Peaceful.jpg) Don’t engage in career max (just want sex) Sanguan burst max Tianlei rolling max Surprise is like a chocolate candy in a box, you never know what to do next One is not chocolate. Informal ancient text, more outrageous than overhead. Have fun everyone. If you don’t like the plot, use the exit button. This article is only a dream refurbishment, only for your own entertainment, do not over-interpret and bring it into. Thanks for watching. [Is my desire for survival obvious qwq]