Things are unpredictable.
All the talk has come to an end, only starting from a finely embroidered peony.
The wind blows away the clouds, the shallow grass is green, and the jade willows become silk.
The years simply turn time into sand, and you can't keep it with just one breath.
Fast forward ten years, the situation changed, Linshui City was in chaos, and everyone wanted to kill her.
The eyes are full of chaos, just for the wandering peony in the troubled times.
He couldn't see the current world clearly, but he broke through the layers of dullness with his own hands.
Neither of us believes in fate, but we stay together.
There is nothing in this world that is forever.
It's too early to talk about marriage.