At that time, she was a mentally retarded fool, and he was a handsome young man in a blue shirt.
He is the first person besides Sister Xuan who does not despise her for being mentally retarded.
Later, until he died tragically in a pool of blood, he never complained about himself.
The marriage in Shili Hongzhuang and the subsequent bloodshed in Shili became a river. She was the most gentle, elegant and charming sister Xuan.
When everything she cherished was crushed to pieces in the hands of that demon-like man.
She wanted to hate him, but she couldn't.
She cannot protect the person she wants to protect.
Finally, for that unforgettable moment that captivated the world, after Rong Hua passed, it was just an old dream of mountains and rivers.
Who will remember that unforgettable tragic song of love and hate.
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Tang Xuan said: Xiaoqiao, have you ever thought that others would worry about you. I've told you many times that something will happen if you go out alone. Why don't you listen to your sister?
Tang Qiao smiled innocently, her big black and white eyes like rippling water, "Sister Xuan will find me."
That is her favorite sister Xuan.
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Jing Haoyang said: No one will bully you or laugh at you anymore. As long as I am with you, you will be with me. If you like Shili Hongzhuang, I will marry you Shili Hongzhuang.
That was the young man in green shirt whom she had loved.
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Duan Yan said: Is this cruel? Then you think too highly of me. The cruelest thing I have ever done is to keep you by my side. That was the person she wanted to love the most but hated the most.
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She is alluring but not alluring. She was infatuated and unrepentant, but her old dreams and songs were no longer the same after all.
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I don't know where the love is, but I can rest assured at the end of the world. I don't understand your heart or your suffering.
I only thought that there was no place in the world, but the old dream of mountains and rivers was gone.
Now that the lantern is broken, the favor is hard to get back. The flowing heart lamp is too bright, and every word is ruthless.
I only thought that life would be like seeing it for the first time, but the setting sun was so beautiful that I couldn't find it.
Flowers bloom with different appreciation, and flowers fall with different sadness. The plum blossoms bloom in winter, and the old people are no longer there.
Knowing that lovesickness is painful, I still want to miss it; knowing that I can no longer be biased, I still want to think about it.
Fireworks are burning in March, and sunset is shining in April. In August, sweet-scented osmanthus is brewed, and in September, dogwood is planted.
Knowing that this is an eternal farewell, there is no need to miss it, knowing that this life is over.
Knowing that lovesickness is painful, I still miss lovesickness. I know that my love in this life is over. But I never let go of our first meeting.