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Western Zhou, the age of poetry and legend. He stood with a bow, walking towards me in the colorful fallen England; he shallowly guffawed, his smile like moonlight déjà vu; wanting to become happy, but the heart is swaying, just like Cinderella's dancing shoes, obviously very well-fitting, turning around at 12 o'clock, but still hastily fell off. Destiny pulls in the dark, emotions and reality are intertwined with contradictions, where should the souls in other worlds go from here? The Double Que is...