A meeting at a certain corner in a certain place, a certain district, an acquaintance in a certain year, a certain month and a certain week, a certain love in a certain scene and scene...
As the heroine of a romance novel, Ziran met them under various inexplicable events. One was a childhood sweetheart, one was a ghost, one was an infatuated handsome man, and the other was a cold and arrogant guy...
Did he get closer on purpose? Step by step? Until he is driven into the abyss? Or approach with caution? Consciously humiliated? And then they both fell off a cliff?
I can't say that I'm not sentimental, and I can't say that I'm not lustful. The world of mortals is rolling, and the tides ebb and flow. When I fall on the cliff of Wangcheng, would you like to be a manzhushahua and accompany me in this life...
——I don't know what to say... I'm just thinking of you a lot at this moment. I don't know what to say... I'm just thinking of you a lot at this moment!
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