There is no doubt that Li Qingfeng has always been sure that she is the heroine in this time-travel article. But she never expected that as soon as she came into this world, she would end up with a pair of broken legs.
She reassured herself over and over again that this must be a long-term growth story for women.
There is no system pop-up window, and there is no progress bar of favorability. She can only rely on her to explore and explore the feelings between people.
But as the days passed, the relationship between her and that person remained stagnant, and the closest contact was just a simple hug.
Repeated attempts to take the initiative were replaced by an endless stalemate. A wave of tiredness filled her heart, and she had the idea of leaving away.
When a bowl of milk with mung bean paste was brought to the table, Li Qingfeng's heart tightened and he raised his eyes to look at the man opposite with warm eyebrows and a smile on his lips.
"Every summer in the future, I'm afraid I'll never be able to drink the mung bean paste made by Xiaofeng himself."
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Li Qingfeng thinks that he is always growing, but when the blood of the people around you touches your hands and surges to your stunned look, the fear and confusion in your limbs flow from the river of your heart to the limbs and paths, and the red river is surging, and only your mind is dead.
She can't change anything, she can't intervene in anything, she will be rushed to the grave of the dead over and over again by the established torrent of fate.
Purpose: To eliminate demons and protect the Tao