March, Peach Sorrow
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She looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar man in front of her and couldn't say a word. Afang... She threw herself on his shoulder, crying silently. For a long time, she had fantasized about being his bride. For a long, long time, she had fantasized about him holding her like this, all the time. When she was very young, she hugged him in the water and laughed happily. At that time, she felt that happiness was like the bright sunshine above her head, within reach. Later, as she grew up, she began to understand the luxury of sunshine. For this moment of brightness, she had endured countless days and nights of persistence. The entire Afang Palace has been set on fire. The raging fire is spreading everywhere. Are you afraid? Chun Shen asked. She didn't answer. She threw herself on his shoulder, just crying. You see, this place looks so much like our hometown. He said, let us stay here forever, just like we promised before.
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