--This cool end of summer, the starry night, and the charming atmosphere of Mou Yuan are the happiest times in Ruxin's life. She is smiling beautifully in the arms of the person she loves most.
--The winter night is an unusually deep blue-black, with the dim full moon hanging lonely in it, and the cold wind makes people's hearts ache. Ruxin squatted down deeply and curled her limbs tightly together. But even that couldn't resist the pain in my heart. They are obviously separated by a wall, but they are so close to each other.
--Ru Xin knows that they are all very good, but how can I put it this way: even if the case is raised and the eyebrows are raised, it will be difficult to settle the matter. They are not that person, no...
--Ru Xin raised her little snow-white face and looked at the man in front of her, with blood on the corner of her mouth but a brave smile. Qirong saw his own embarrassment in her eyes, and he finally understood that he had lost. Perhaps he had been at a disadvantage since the first time he saw Ruxin. This brave and strong beautiful woman has never belonged to herself.
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