Traveling through the Qing Dynasty, is it the tolerance of fate or another malicious joke?
That afternoon was so beautiful, you held me and sang the Mayday song I taught you:
Who hurt you yesterday?
I want you to forget today.
But Yunzhen, a slap can make people wake up.
Yunqi, you always prove everything with your actions, but I always thought it was just another prank.
One day I want to tell you seriously
It's you, loving you makes me stronger.
Fourth Master. We can't tell who is right or wrong, or who has failed whom.
So. Forgetting is the best outcome.
Many people, many people, died. Blood dripped on the mandolin. So, the mandolin opened in despair.
A windy night, he said, will not let you bloom alone.