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The fields are filled with wounds, wounds are falling all over the ground, and the ground is full of sorrow. So everything is related to cause and effect. Who is destined? There was a person he passed by on a street named Jing Zhixia. Xia Ziwei, I have met His Highness. Kneel down, listen to the ears, keep your head straight, His Highness said. "No thanks, children are so naughty," Jing Zhixia picked up a cup of tea and sipped it. Xia Ziwei, love is a word that is difficult to understand through the ages. In the empty back room, someone once loved him. That person's name was Mu Zhichu. He died in a war. Xia Ziwei stroked the flowers in the garden, feeling slightly sentimental. Has anyone ever loved me so much.
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