Manwu was impatient: "Hey, seriously, second sister, what's the difference between the women in this palace? Are they really the red and blue ones who have their own scenery?"
"What difference can there be? It's just a ridge from the side and a peak from the side. The distance is different."
"Gudong" Manwu swallowed the grape skin as if she was swallowing blood and touched her forehead. . .
The most unbearable thing in this world is time, and the most unbearable thing is waiting. A curtain of dreams fades into the past before I wake up from it. A curtain of thoughts, before they are told to you, are dried into shallow lines of poetry.