Night Lan Yanjin Cang Yue Xiao

She grew up in a Taoist nunnery. She is kind but intelligent, but she is a mysterious person. He turned his hands into clouds and turned them into rain, but he was frail and sickly, and there was always a trace of paleness on his face. There is another him. He is gentle and delicate, like winter snow, warming everyone around him. The annual rings of fate began to turn and continued to extend into the distance. . . ————————————————————————————————————————— Why do two people separate when they clearly love each other? I hate my own weakness - Ning Zilan I like her smile and everything about her. Even if I were given a lifetime, I would never get tired of watching her. ——Canglang Why everyone deceives me, no one can believe it, what should I do, what should I do - Zi Jin ##How can love, hate and hatred be seen through, it only leaves sadness. ————————————————————————————————————————— Write some stories about Jianghu. The article may be a bit sad in the middle, so proceed with caution. . But I promise that the ending of the article will not be sad.