Give You the Snow-Capped Mountains

[Weihanba Zong fell powerfully | 1V1 Shuangjie] "Yi Mianmian, from this moment on, you and your hair are free!" When Yi Mianmian was cherished in Rehemu's arms and her thick hair fluttered in the wind like a flag, she finally understood that true love will help you step into the blue clouds and make you as free as the wind. Yi Mianmian, a painter in a small southern town, was deprived of the right to control her hair since she was a child. She tried her best to cross the single-plank bridge, just to break free from the quagmire that was suffocating her and driving her crazy. She spent four years getting closer to "the light" in her heart, and planned to confess her love to her crush after the internship. All of this collapsed like a snow mountain on the night she accidentally saved a mysterious man. For five years, she gave birth to her daughter alone, licking her wounds with tears and surviving the darkest moment. Fate played a joke on her again. "Miss Yi, have we met before?" The old friend reunited, the cup in her hand was overturned for him, but he was as calm as if they met for the first time. She refused to cooperate with him, but she could not avoid his "devil's claws" everywhere. "Yi Mianmian, I want you to be my lover for a day." Since then, Abdurehemu, the heir to the largest jade mining group in southern Xinjiang, has been as cold as a puritan in front of others, but he has been extremely favored by others. Two months later, she shined at the Kazakhstan Trade Fair. He took off his sunglasses, walked from the crowd, and rubbed the ring mark on her ring finger, "Designer Yi Da, you are particularly dazzling today." She suddenly understood that this man who once violently broke into her life and pushed her to the bottom of her destiny was now personally weaving the wings for her to ride on the wind.