Under the Naihe bridge, he said, Po Meng, come and have a bowl of soup.
Drink it, put it down?
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Time flies, and three lives pass in an instant. He came to Naihe Bridge again, but there was a handsome man behind him.
He smiled lightly and said, Po Meng, here's a bowl of soup. What you can't see is the slight frown on the man's face behind him.
Three lives of fireworks, in exchange for a lifetime of confusion.
Then, after three lifetimes of fate, can I change my relationship with you for one lifetime?