Zi, when I come back, we will get married...
When I come back, I will be Zixi's bride...
Why does the promise remain the same?
What was waiting for him was a sword pointed at his heart...
The so-called love,
It's far less profound and long-lasting than hatred.
Whatever, then hate me, at least you will always remember me...
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As for the author, why don't you continue writing?
As for the author, why don't you continue writing?