Wearing a red coat and black-patterned cloud sleeves, he sat on the floor. The man lowered his eyes and face, immersed in the world he created. His long and graceful fingers were dancing on the strings like a flowing cloud. His long eyelashes formed a seductive arc on his heart-shaped face. He moved with the music. The occasional raised head made people breathe tight. What a graceful face! It's just something flickering in those eyes that makes people unable to grasp it, yet they want to peep at it. Unknowingly, people have been attracted and become intoxicated with the sound and people.
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I said: "We are like the Flower of the Other Shore, a flower as bright and bright as blood that blooms on the other side of the River of Forgetfulness in the Underworld. When the flower blooms, you can't see the leaves, and when there are leaves, you can't see the flower. The flowers and leaves don't meet each other, and they are inseparable."
He replied: "Li'er, I... I just don't understand, that person raped you, why do you still defend him?"
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I saw myself being tied high to the altar. Not far away, she was wearing a bright red sacrificial dress, holding a silver dagger in her hand, and walking toward me with weird steps. Following her movements, the people in the audience went crazy, excited, screaming, and shouting with ferocious faces. I couldn't help but just wanted this to end as soon as possible. Torches were lit at my feet, and the hot smoke engulfed me like a ghost. I watched my body being submerged in the fire, and then my chin, nose, and eyes...
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This is the first time Cai Cai has posted. I am a little nervous. I hope you can encourage me. Cai Cai bows to everyone here~~~