She fell into hatred, and she was destined to hate her hatred.
They were a pair of happy twin flowers given by God, but they bloomed on both sides of the Taiwan Strait by mistake.
The people who loved her and her loved ones left her one after another, but it was all because of her, the person with the same blood as her.
Is it love? Is it hate?
"Xiao Nian will never leave my sister!" Her clear eyes were in the darkness.
Really, will you never leave?
What is lingering in the mist?