One life, one spring for grass and trees
Comes like wind and rain, goes like dust
I, Lian Ruoli.
The only son of the Lian family.
My mother died after giving birth to me.
Since childhood, the person I got along with the most was not my father, but my sister.
My father is a businessman and has endless things to do every day.
Because I have always been in poor health, I have to take the medicine prescribed by the doctor on time and in the right amount every day. I no longer know what it feels like to suffer.
The days pass by the rules day by day, but there are always discordant sounds that break the peace.
The family was destroyed overnight.
Him, Xue Moya.
The master of Snowland Palace.
Saved me when I couldn't see anything clearly.
And my bond with him is far from as simple as I thought when I first met him.
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