Two hundred years ago you walked under the night sheng flowers,
I never picked up your instant appearance.
Passing by each other two hundred years later,
Who are abandoned by memory and no longer have each other.
It is true that God has destined you and me to have a shallow relationship,
But who is guarding the Purple Moon Lake?
Waiting for reincarnation, waiting and waiting.
What is the matter with this thousand-year obsession?
Is it a couple who will fly forever and ever, or is it you and me who cannot be held back by fate?
Floating in the vast sea, ten feet in the world of mortals,
Dare I ask where the love is?
The structure of this article is majestic, involving three generations. It is a little bit cruel and the plot is a little slow. I hope readers will be patient and patient. Hehehe, just jump into the trap~
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