A pair of people from one generation to another in their lifetime, competing for two ecstasies. If we miss each other but don't love each other, who will be the spring?
Just like a meeting by the lake that day, he was caught up in a whim, and he was confused and obsessed. The mutual consent turned out to be a life-and-death separation.
Another example is the love of a declining dynasty. Involuntary sorrow. They say actors are ruthless. What if this ruthless actor is sincere and bears this bad reputation for you? A fire is both the end and the beginning.
"Young people are old in the world." I have long forgotten when I heard the words, but I have always remembered them deeply in my heart. For Shang Moge, he was unwilling to say that he was embarrassed by the traces left by that startling glance in the past. As for the reason, of course he was afraid of embarrassment.
After seeing too many false feelings coming and going, in this palace of intrigues and intrigues, it is rare to meet someone who is willing to treat him sincerely. But if you can forget the hatred between the country and the family, how can I forget it? When everything disappears, just a few strokes of history will become empty in the blink of an eye.
An old story, three marriages, and four seals between two people. When we meet again, where should we go?
"I love you," Qing Bei said, his fingertips slid across Yu Nie's cheek, and a pair of raised peach blossom eyes looked at the person in front of him without blinking. His eyes are full of love. However, the next moment, slender fingertips scratched his cheek, dripping like blood drops from coral. He retracted his fingers and licked the blood, not knowing when the love in his eyes turned to resentment. "But sometimes I really hate you." As he said this, he still hugged the person in front of him.
I don't want to let go anymore.
No matter how you hate it, no matter how you love it, it will be as it is until it becomes nothing in the blink of an eye. It's just what the heart wants to put on paper.