
Three Thousand Years of Waiting for Yi's Return
by Huaqiao
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Three thousand years ago, by the ice crystal pool, she held the Moon Reflecting Divine Sword and pointed it at the man in the ink robe, and said decisively: "Jingfang, I will never fall in love with you again in the next life." After saying this, blood like splashes of ink spurted out from her chest. Lying in the man's arms. Jingfang, loving you is too painful. I don't want to fall in love with you again in my next life. Three thousand years later, a fifteen-year-old girl sat on a swing and tilted her head and asked, "Sir, have we ever met?" The man in black robe suppressed his emotions and replied calmly: "No." "Jingfang, you and I have been going around for three thousand years, but we don't know who owes whom? Ha" "Hua'er, how could you... How could you leave me so cruelly? This heart-wrenching pain, ha, how can you describe it as pain?" Three thousand years later, when she came slowly from the palace gate wearing a red shirt, she didn't know that the man on the other side had been waiting for her for six thousand years. Missing her again and again, tempering her with blood and tears, at this moment, she was filled with tenderness. Even though loving you is painful, it's still sweet.
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