Han Bing is not even a house slave or a car slave in Beijing, because she likes to go shopping no matter she is in a good or bad mood. Before the age of twenty-one, she was in a good mood, but after the age of twenty-one, she was in a bad mood. Boyfriend, good friend, I don't know which one makes her heartache more. Fortunately, she has him doting on her.
Zuo Suchen, the proud son of heaven, is talented, but he is also a playboy. The first time they met, she sang her mother's song. He paid attention to her, but he couldn't get it out of his mind.
I gave up my dreams for her, gave up my freedom for her, and did things for her that I didn't want to do, but I was happy with it. But I didn't expect that one impulse would lead to two years of being lost.
In her nightmare, she heard someone say to herself, "Han Bing, Han Bing, your person should be like your name. Look how cold and cold you are now. I don't know how many times you are better than the person with a bright smile before."
"Han Bing, I want you to remember me for the rest of your life."
"Han Bing, have you noticed that your eyes look exactly like the same person?"
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