If life is just like the first meeting, what's the matter with the sad painted fan of the west wind?
It is easy to change people's hearts, but they say that people's hearts are easy to change.
The words of Lishan are gone till midnight, and the rain and bells at night end without complaint.
How lucky is the brocade clothes, the wings and branches are connected to each other as I wish that day.
I don't know how many flowers have fallen in my dream, but I woke up a hundred years later.
But I want to have it once, not forever.
I'll try my best to write a HAPPY ENDING, but I can't decide my heart, updates are slow, and the pitfalls are huge.
After thinking about it, I decided to revise the existing chapters.