She was originally a greenhouse flower bathed in the sun, but she didn't want to become a quiet and innocent woman in the future. The fairy tale is over, and forgetting is happiness.
She wishes to have no intention and no thoughts. People with no intentions will not be afraid of harm, and people with no thoughts will not panic about gains and losses - as white as snow in the sky, as bright as the moon among the clouds. She wanted to be alone in a cool way, but she happened to meet him. Is it best not to meet each other first? True.
He was originally a cloud in the sky, lonely, arrogant, calm and elegant, but he didn't want to be reflected in her heart, and she never forgot him. Holding my hand, I hope I can melt the ice in your heart, and I only hope you become my heart.
Ji Ran: "Don't listen to Li Li's false sensationalism. This is just a history of blood and tears of a white girl falling into the hands of a sinister man. Sisters, those who hear this should be warned!" "Really? Xinran." Someone said. "It seems you don't want me to help you write your paper, right?" "Boss, I was wrong." "It's too late." "It's best, sir." A certain woman was groveling. . . It is said that after following someone, a certain woman's face index continued to rise. "You don't understand, just call someone who is close to Mo black." Hey, it turns out that "Mo" is okay. . . .
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