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White clouds fly past the upper reaches of youth,
The gray dog and the seagull.
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The bright moon is like the moon in the sky. She was born as an immortal and has excellent talents, but she has not been reused for twelve years.
Fate wants her to be like this, but she just doesn't believe in fate!
Immortal, eternal demon, so what! Is there still no place for me to stand between heaven and earth?
Is joining a famous family or a famous sect the road to becoming an immortal or the prelude to becoming a demon?
Could it be that struggling to the death is not worth the word fate?
There is no reincarnation in three lives, but she has truly forgotten that she can't even see through the three-life stone.
She thought that falling in love at first sight was just a temporary confusion, and she would let it go one day. But when they met again, she fell into a trap again and was greedy for the beauty left in him.
"Xun Zimu, I curse you. If we meet again, you will definitely fall in love with me!"
Can love last for thousands of years?
My true love for you has not changed at all.
Wonderful reading: Xun Zimu pulled up the hand, blew on it, and the pain disappeared. He circled the bright moon, holding hands, and whispered in her ear: "It's not played like this, it's like this, like this, yes, that's it. Try it again yourself."
Mingyue suddenly stopped moving her hands. Xun Zimu looked down at her, and his chin just hit her forehead.
"Hiss... Mr. Zimu, be careful, why is your chin so pointed!" Mingyue rubbed her head. At this moment, she realized that the person she was thinking about was so close to her. As long as she raised her head, she could see his handsome nose and deep eyebrows. Mingyue couldn't help but look up at him, and bumped into his pointed chin again.
"I told you to be careful." Xun Zimu put a hand on Mingyue's head, and the pain soon disappeared.
Suddenly Mingyue didn't speak anymore, and suddenly she became motionless. Xun Zimu tilted his head to look at her, only to see that Mingyue's face was as red as a tomato and her eyes were fixed on him, as if she could see the petals of peach blossoms floating in her eyes.
"Why are you blushing again?"
Mingyue stood up with a shudder, covered her face, and stammered: "Who, who, who is blushing, I'm not, I'm not blushing."
"Haha." Xun Zimu just chuckled twice and motioned to the piano on the table, "Go on, I will demonstrate again."
Outside the window, Bailiye stood in front of Mingyue's door with a book in his hand. Listening to the laughter coming from inside from time to time, the hand holding the book gradually let go.
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