Time is wasted and time is wasted.
The separation three hundred years ago, the reunion three hundred years later.
The simple winter does not sleep, the persistent mirror night.
He said: "If I have always been your Brother Jingxiao, would you be willing to be my Mianyatou for the rest of your life?"
She said: "I want to be with Brother Jingxiao for the rest of my life. So, I like Brother Jingxiao."
They say that this promise will be fulfilled in one's life. Is it true that it can last forever?
Xuezhi said: I have been rewriting the determined ending.
So, she finally turned into a snow-white Ganoderma lucidum just to save him.
The divine fortune teller, who could no longer steal the secret, said: It doesn't matter if he can't steal it, he is not the one guarding the secret. What fun would I have if I stole it?
Luo Xiubai stood in the ten-mile tomb and said to Tianjizi: What is love? It is better to forget each other in the world than to support each other in this way.
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