the coin in his hand seems to be a hot potato. Xia Xiyi doesn't know where he got the courage. He raised his hand and dropped the coin on him and hummed, "stinky man, you can still be a good boy when...luloid...""celluloid, where are you..." "wreath..."he shouted again and again, and his own echo rang out in the empty room.he twisted his head to look for it, and his deep, narrow eyes slowly lost foc...