Ran Linxia was born into Wei Rui's family in Central Maodu, a traditional and upright embroidered family in Kinmen. However, at the age of thirty, when she was in her prime, a fire called profit broke out into the sky. Her bones were broken into pieces and her body was burned. She died in an embarrassing and desperate manner.
Who can not hate this?
She hates it.
That kind of hate. It's a huge burst of light and heat.
It is the hatred that destroys everything.
She desperately wanted to go back and have his muscles ripped off and his bones burned together with them in hell.
Until——
The bright flames on the surface gradually extinguished, and instead sank into the ground, becoming an endless, smoldering embers.
Later, the wind stopped and the rain came.
Ran Linxia came back in vain, holding an umbrella and returned to Yucheng, where he met Fu Ling again.
That smart, pure and innocent young man has quite a strong character.
He was so indifferent that Ran Linxia thought he was pretending, but she liked it.
It is always the rainy season when I see Fu Ling.
He would feed her a green plum as a habit, and the girl would bite it in her mouth, chuckle and tiptoe to kiss him.
He turned his face away, but bent down unconsciously.
Those days and nights are like molten sunlight, flowing liquidly and hot into the ravines of summer emotions.
Until it slowly cooled and solidified into her wings, reshaping her.
Later, Ran Linxia finally returned to Maodu.
Seeing the lush greenery of the past, she thought of all the past events and was filled with emotion as she slept awake and awake at night.
But the biggest thing in my heart is still glad.
I'm glad that my ten-year regular schedule has finally paid off.
——Fortunately, the rain of sunshine when I was seventeen was as heart-beating as yours and mine, far better than the long summer.
Sword versus scepter, it would be very embarrassing if the first encounter was in the ring.
There is no prototype and it is a popular novel. The male protagonist is three years younger than the female protagonist and is a grade-skipping student.
In the early days, the campus was more inspirational and daily, silly and second grade. In the later career, my style is undecided.
Since I like ambush pens, I won't give too much God's perspective. If the reversal is large, the character of the protagonist may be significantly reshaped, so be prepared in advance.
The updates are very casual, usually in the middle of the night.
I wish you study hard and make progress every day.
Intention: What should I do if I do it again a hundred times and still like you?