Thousands of miles of ice, ten miles of stars are not as good as you, vast sea of smoke, you are my pursuit in this life. The wind and frost are unparalleled, but they can also overcome the pain of lovesickness. I regret this life, you are my pen. It's better to lock love and lock you than to ask about spring's heartbeat. All life is yours, all success is yours. You are the cry at the end of the text, I just hope this life will not be in vain.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
