
Painting Fan to Cover Face
by Cang Zun
About This Novel
Don't think about it, you won't forget it. When I whispered softly, nodding my head and lowering my eyebrows, I asked you if you remember the place where the underworld was, and the flowers on the other side were just waiting for your return. I ask you if you remember to draw the fragments of the scroll and draw the love between life and death. I ask you if you remember to promise each other in secret and promise marriage in the previous life. The autumn in the northern country was already a bit chilly, and she stood in the cold wind, just waiting for his return. Slowly he walked farther and farther, Maybe I don't know you when I greet you across the street, or I welcome you back with red makeup from ten miles away.
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