I stood by the Naihe Bridge and looked at him standing in the middle of Manzhushahua, dressed in white, looking as handsome as ever. I remembered my previous life. In the previous life, he was standing in the same position as me, looking at me who was still alone in the world. I asked Po Meng, why does it make me fall in love with him again every time I drink Po Meng soup?
That's how love is, he is your destiny.
He smiled, handsome and elegant, as refreshing as the hibiscus flowers blooming in spring: "Girl, there are always things in the world that you can't figure out and guess. Why don't you just follow your heart? Do you love me?"
He stood on the bow of the boat with his hands behind his hands, looking at her who was not making any noise in the boat. "You are worthy of being the leader of Juesefang. You will be so quiet even when kidnapped. But since I have chosen you, you have to learn to please me like this!" She chuckled, put her hands on his neck, and kissed his collarbone, "Is this okay?" The lusty color exuded from her demonic eyes made him obsessed with it instead of feeling vulgar.
In the rain, he was possessive crazily and struggled stubbornly, "How could I not know that person was actually you? How could I not remember that person was actually you!" He touched his tears, and everything seemed to be silent in the rain.
Revenge, love, and the love-hate entanglement, pursuit, rumors, and life experience of the previous life.
In the red light and misty rain on both sides of the Taiwan Strait, we lingered on the painted boats night after night, played by beauties under the moonlight, sang in the night, and leaned against the building in the wind and rain. The first floor was empty.
It seems that the old person in Yu Hongchen is here, why do you fall in love with me, why do you fall in love with me? In the past life and this life, the mortal world is clear. If you find me, it may not be me.