If life is just like the first time we met, why should the autumn wind draw a fan with sadness?
He held Luo Lingzhi, the new Phoenix Lord, in his arms, his eyes moving and his smile full of laughter, but it was no longer directed at him.
He was disheartened and left alone, but he didn't expect that they would meet again five years later.
It's just that things are different and people are different.
This time, it was my turn to feel calm.
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﹡From Nalan Xingde's "Mulan Ci: The Ancient Juejue Ci Cambodian Friends"