Seven lantern flowers bloomed together, and the surroundings suddenly became as bright as day. Jin Xin watched her become blurry in the light little by little, and her figure became lighter and lighter.
Twenty years ago, the famous prostitute in Suzhou spread her arms and swayed, her jade-like hands lingering gracefully, and her skirts flying.
The stream of light is dancing, and the whole person is like a flower separated by mist, hazy and misty.
Zimo, I'm sorry, I won't miss you again this time. Wait for me above the blue sky or under the underworld.
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