Brief content:
A lingering smile remained at the corner of Fu Xue's mouth. The world changed hands and all life was in ruins. She turned around gracefully, leaving a line of tears in the air.
She just wanted to say, Ajin, it's too late in this life and too late in the next life. Allow me to spend the rest of my life thinking about your appearance.
The boy he once was is now old and his temples are turning white.
He often indulges in the past when they first met, and murmurs in his mouth: Three glasses of pure white wine, a few heartfelt words. When will I return home and have a laugh with her.
Wolf smoke is everywhere and corpses are everywhere, so people's hearts are far away.
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