It was as if destiny was tightly strangling her throat, Shu Yue had no way out.
But she wanted Lu Jiang to live a good life. This was her instinct of love.
Shu Yue flew high and far like a kite, but she knew that the string was in Lu Jiang's hand.
She is imprisoned by love and can never be free.
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The previous one hasn't ended yet, and a new one has been opened. [Almost crying]
The previous one hasn't ended yet, and a new one has been opened. [Almost crying]