The fire raged and the white clothes turned into ashes.
Bai Yutang died in Shangxiao Tower, with thousands of swords piercing his heart. He vaguely remembered the image of that person, and swore that God would bully me. I would rather betray everyone in the world. I will only fall for you in my life.
If everything happened again, Grandpa Bai would take the cat and look at the world, ignore the chaos in the temple, ignore all living beings, and only tell you to live for yourself, and let others say that I am doing whatever I want...
However, when I wake up from a drunken dream, I finally become a thought.
When all the time goes back to five years ago, how can we swim in the rivers and lakes without even a drop of Meng Po's soup at the end of the bridge?
Xiangyang is treacherous, full of hatred, and a gray dog in white. The world is so big, where can I find another cat?
I could only raise my head and scream: What night is it tonight? What night is this?
Zhan Zhao smiled: "Yutang, where are the rivers and lakes?"
Bai Yutang nodded, opened his white fan, and the eleven words "I am the only one who laughs proudly in the world" shone brightly in the halo.
"Mao'er, where you are is the world."