Where will I see you? Could it be that the past is doomed?
One is like a fairy, and the other is like a thorn. The words are steep and hazy.
As cold as he was, he had practiced martial arts for ten dynasties, and the hatred of genocide had already frozen his heart for thousands of miles. However, unexpectedly, she smiled like a flower and never left her for seven years, even though her hair on the temples was like frost.
However, getting involved in the world has a tragic ending. Gratitude, conspiracy, and hatred push them step by step into the trap they have set. When they suddenly wake up, they can no longer escape their fate. In the end, one person drank alone to the moon, lay drunk among the flowers, and wandered around the world...
To form a relationship, is it a feud or a relationship?
How can I win over each other when I am divided into half and half? Seeing the lantern stained with blood, it is too late to seek revenge...
Watching the snow and rain on the isolated island quietly, waiting for the ink marks to dry, the old enemy has arrived...
I'm afraid it's hard to pay back my loneliness...