Literary version:
Confused by the blue eyes, Roland bloomed lightly, never forgiving or betraying. If you hurt those I cherish, I will hold your hand and we will go to hell together.
The fireworks in July burn my loneliness for the rest of my life. In the sleepless night, the red candle is swaying gently, the tide ebbs and flows, and I sing the sad consequences.
As elegant as a cat, as deep as the night. My sins and sins are easily resolved by you. Is it doomed or the point of no return.
On the other side grow Manzhushahua, the path of reincarnation paved with blood. Birds and fish by the Santu River are not fairy tales.
Normal version:
In fact, to put it bluntly, it is the convulsive life of a heroine with pseudo-facial paralysis.
This article is written in the third person. The heroine is powerful but has a fatal weakness. She tries hard to live a low-key life in Lihai but cannot.