Reality and dreams, love and hate, are complicated and confusing, and love is entangled, all because of the past. I spent the rest of my life weaving this dream for you, but it resulted in endless hurt. Go back, go back, I hope you will meet me in the next life and never fall in love. The soul is scattered and separated, and the shadow is in the dream. Farewell. I would exchange eternity for the arc of your mouth, I would exchange eternity for a dream. A glance a thousand years ago made them destined to love and kill each other for the rest of their lives. Future, past, present, complex disputes. The oath under the redbud flowers is still clear, but the person is no longer the same as before. The dream you chase will be defeated by reality, but you will never regret it. The caring heart cannot withstand time after all. The fragrance of the redbud disappears, but the light dream of last night remains. This is fate and evil, let's look at the meaning of Bauhinia.
Press the claw_(:з∠)_
Come on! ! ! Keep at it! ! ! !
! The setting is unexpected and exciting!
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