Everyone in the world knows that peach blossoms are affectionate, but I don't think so.
However, that day, there were golden peaches scattered all over the mountains and plains, black jade hairpins on arms like black silk, and the man smiled at me;
However, that day, golden peaches were scattered all over the mountains and plains, falling flowers were flying, and the flower mud was soaked in blood.
It turns out that this is what the world calls love luck;
It turns out that this is what the world calls the Peach Blossom Tribulation.
When luck is over, disaster is not yet over.
If you read the copy... If you think this is a sad story... Then... You are wrong, hahaha (face covering) People still like warm and cute ones~~~