He sat in the high hall of Nether Palace for a long time, vaguely remembering that year when the begonia flowers bloomed and the falling flowers rained on that person's shoulders. "It's time to gather and disperse. Now that you and I are in this situation, there is no need to be entangled." The man paused, as if he had been thinking for a long time, and then seemed to be finally relieved, and said slowly, "Let go, Your Highness." After saying this, he turned around and left, never looking back.
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You are where my heart is, and I am where your eyes are, a two-way rush, a two-way redemption, a sweet text, flirtatious and slow, please believe that through the end of the foggy years, you and I have the same look as before, we are still firm and worthy of waiting for each other.
