Whose eyes are clear and the pen flowers bloom like immortals. There is a faint pomegranate blossom in the eyebrows.
Once you drink the fireworks of the world of mortals, you will be thrown into the clouds and smoke from now on.
Don't record the events of the past into the story of his life. The city fell into ruins overnight.
Farewell to the world, farewell to several lifetimes, farewell to pearls in white clothes, and it has been years since then.
I have revised it based on the original text of the magazine. The dark history of five years ago, the writing style is really unbearable = =
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