She was originally a female college student in the twentieth century, a strange journey to another world.
A deep sisterly love, a heart-burning sadomasochism,
The daughter of the grand master is her sister from another world: From today on, we are sisters. Why do we fall in love with the same man? From now on, we will never be the same as before. Sisters fighting each other left her covered in wounds.
The son of the grand master is her confidant in another world: As long as you are happy, I will have no regrets, Fei'er, I will hide the only trace of love and prevent you from being embarrassed... She will never be able to repay his kindness in her lifetime.
The foreign emperor had deep affection for her: For you, I will give up my obsession and just ask you to stay. He moved her too much, but she could not give him what he wanted.
The prince of the Xuanyuan Dynasty is her only true love in this life: Don't leave me in this life, okay? I will find you wherever I go from poverty to hell. She was heartbroken for him and suffered all kinds of torture for him. In the end, she still couldn't forget it completely.
He who loves first is hurt first, and whoever loves more suffers more. How should he tell her that he loves her? How should he tell her that he is hurting a thousand times more than she who was seriously injured at this moment! Mayfair grab me, I beg you, don't, don't let go, don't leave me, no…
Life and death again and again
The weather is getting cold, the coldness has exhausted the wilderness, the earth is getting old, and the vicissitudes of the world are gone. I love crying, it's so hard to let go, my heart is empty, I can't let go even if I want to.
Just like that, the mountains and rivers will never meet again.
The peach blossoms are blooming particularly beautifully this year, she asked him intermittently with a pale face. Well, when you feel better, I will take you to see him, okay? Tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.
Jingchen, you must remember that the red sandalwood is not extinguished, and I have not left. Wait for me, wait for me to come back, and watch the prosperity of this prosperous age with you.
You are so cruel, leaving me alone in this world. How can I live alone without you?
Mayfair, I will wait for you. Even though my splendor has faded, I will still be waiting for you on the other side.
When I opened my eyes again, everything returned to the same as before. If there was an afterlife, it would be best not to see it, and it would be best not to think about it.
Reader comments
The writing style is okay, but this romantic essay is just too pretentious.
The writing style is okay, but this romantic essay is just too pretentious.