People around her always looked at Dongsheng with pity. Her childhood was bleak.
Fate did not treat winter students well, she was like a drifting flower, turning and turning, she thought he had been saved, but in fact it was just a sugar-coated cannonball, honey of A, arsenic of B, prosperous, in a trance, or, or, the company implemented plans and loved ui. Things are just like the ancient crossing of Huangsha over there.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
