Once upon a time, there was a soul who was blinded by the wind and snow, blocked by the bitter cold, and confused by confusion. He thought that the world is so big, and he could escape wherever he could, which would be better than seeing her. But who would have thought that although the sky is endless and the earth is endless, he can't escape anywhere.
He didn't want to see her, and it was as if they hadn't seen each other at this moment.
But he wanted to see her again. After all, she was affectionate, so how could she be ruthless?
He once wanted to end everything with his own hands, to end their fate, past, and affection, but in the end he realized that he would rather end himself than end everything.
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Yu once said that dusk in Fuyu always hangs on the branches in the corner, and with a gust of wind, a handful of dust can rustle down. Now I have seen the flowers on the branches scattered like rain, and I have also seen the red flowers on the other bank with a faint fragrance and full sleeves, but I have never seen the Fuyu that shakes in the wind from the fishing mouth. Is it true that the Buyeo I see is never the same as what you said?