"The river and sky are all colorless, and there is only a lone moon in the bright sky.
Who by the river saw the moon for the first time? At the beginning of the year, Jiang Yue shines on people. "
1V1 he has both attack and reception from the main perspective, which will intersperse a lot of memories.
On the surface, she is slutty, but in reality she is affectionate. She is pampered in her years. Planting flowers and waiting for her lover to attack.
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The petals of the moonlight were blown up by the wind, and fell all over the two people's heads and bodies, like a silent snow.
Pei Budu looked down at the expressionless face in his arms. The wind was strong on the bare cliff, blowing his scattered hair.
He suddenly remembered that many years ago, a snow-white dumpling threw himself into his arms and called him senior brother with his face raised.
"... I'm sorry." His voice was broken in the wind, and no one could hear him.
He didn't know that at the same moment, eight-year-old Bai Xianchen opened his eyes at the foot of Tianxuanzong Mountain.
Surrounded by lush trees, a smiling Master stood in front of the mountain gate, stretching out his hand towards him. In the distance, young Pei Budu leaned against the moonlight tree and flipped through a picture album, the sun shining on his shoulders.
Bai Xianchen was stunned for a long time.
Then he took a step back.
Intention: If love does not give rise to hatred, how can it take root?