In the quiet pond, the lotuses are like hibiscus, and the willow eyebrows are lightly frowned, far away sad.
I don't know where, tears of love and sorrow, a ghost song, fate is at ease.
The warm wind falls, the clear tears are thin, the sunset is careless, year after year.
Let yourself chase, there is no way out, the stars are shining brightly, the twins are already there.
The fates that were originally connected have completely changed in one day. There is no fighting, no robbing, no snatching, but why do you say that everything points to yourself. I just want simple love, standing quietly in the lotus pond for hundreds of years and looking at it from a distance, but the results seem not to be satisfactory.
Betrayal, use, abandonment... Oh my god, what terrible words are given by the people closest to her. How will she go? Is there any hope for her life?
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
