C253 Regression
To Ling Haotian, these things were actually just like passing away moments in his own life. In fact, to Ling Haotian, the happiness he had gotten from living there all these years was far less than the happiness he had come for now.
For so many years, Ling Haotian had been constantly fighting in that kind of world, and to him, he was like a piece of catkins floating in the wind and rain
