A fire destroyed Mo Xiaoxiao's home. In order to find the real murderer, she disguised herself to investigate, but unexpectedly fell into a puzzle and fell in love with the son of her enemy!
A painting of flamingos gradually made the truth emerge, and the former lovers parted ways and fled to the end of the world!
The past has become empty, still like a dream.
When the lingering, pathos and tear-jerking love disappears, even if there are thousands of styles, who can tell it!
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This is the second article in Quanquan, a story about the entanglement of love and hate. I can't guarantee that it will be 100% exciting, but it will definitely be better than the first time. I hope everyone will support and collect more. The update may be slow, but I will never give up.
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