Zhuge Canglan spat out the pent-up gas in his chest, and felt a deep sense of helplessness

No one can choose their birth, this is a kind of helplessness, not being able to predict the arrival of death is also a kind of helplessness, no one can put an end to disease, this is still a kind of helplessness.

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