"A Yin," he suddenly called her name. "Let's get married at the end of the year."
"Are you saying I asked for your hand too late? I've already checked the date. The twentieth day of the eleventh month is the day."
His words carried a hidden meaning. "I keep thinking it's too soon, and yet also too late."
A hundred years of joy, peace, and safety, all repaid with betrayal.
But when Youdu opened and the Eight Wildernesses were reshuffled, only then did she realize how shallow her love had been.
The article is pretty good, please spread the flowers and let's talk about it. If you bloom, the breeze will come. Jingkou: But it's so miserable that I can't stay.