[Group portrait] [Dual protagonists] [Sex-changed protagonist] [No CP] [No knife] [Villain system] [Fast pace] [Heavy details]
Where do I come from and where am I going?
Things, why do they arise, and when do they disappear?
There is a shortage of God's support, everything is a foregone conclusion
Destiny? Can it be changed?
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I see, I come from here and go everywhere
I understand, things, from here on, will eventually dissipate
He sees you, child, and you are looking at Him...
In this era of information explosion, can you let go of your impetuous heart and read a book quietly?
Writing a book is not easy, I just want to realize my dream
Reader comments
The writing style is quite delicate, but there are too few articles and the updates are too slow. Take a look first and read it later.
That's great, you look so stupid to me [smiles]
I like you, Li Mohu.
I support you, Li Mohuo.
No matter how this book ends, I love you!
૮₍ ˶•‸•˶₎ა
The sincere handwriting is written on a piece of paper that will turn yellow over time.
The stories interspersed between the lines are all about you.
Morning glow, morning dew, evening mist, late frost,
It's all written with too much solemnity by me.
Weeping willow, gardenia, flowing maple, hibiscus,
All are proof that you once existed.
Spring bee, summer cicada, autumn moth, winter butterfly,
Choose to inhabit our world.
Koi, cod, silver carp, Chinese sturgeon,
We gather together because of our warmth.
Wensha, pomelo fragrance, fireflies dancing, whale songs,
Just for you and me to interpret all kinds of romance in the world.
The writing style is quite delicate, but there are too few articles and the updates are too slow. Take a look first and read it later. That's great, you look so stupid to me [smiles]
I like you, Li Mohu. I support you, Li Mohuo. No matter how this book ends, I love you! ૮₍ ˶•‸•˶₎ა The sincere handwriting is written on a piece of paper that will turn yellow over time. The stories interspersed between the lines are all about you. Morning glow, morning dew, evening mist, late frost, It's all written with too much solemnity by me. Weeping willow, gardenia, flowing maple, hibiscus, All are proof that you once existed. Spring bee, summer cicada, autumn moth, winter butterfly, Choose to inhabit our world. Koi, cod, silver carp, Chinese sturgeon, We gather together because of our warmth. Wensha, pomelo fragrance, fireflies dancing, whale songs, Just for you and me to interpret all kinds of romance in the world.