He is the leader of an army who is cold-faced, strong and steady, while she is the soul of an army who is playful, charming, smart and careful. He couldn't stand her cynical laughter in the army, but he had to admire her mastery of the art of war and her strategizing mind. She couldn't stand the indifference and arrogance of others in front of and behind her, but she was impressed by his courage and courage in commanding the frontier troops. You only know how to cherish when you lose it. This is indeed a long-lasting motto. So, who lost whom?
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It's rare to write serious copy, but it looks like something is going on with Luo Su…
Historical incompetence only makes up the scum, and the gap between filling in the holes is so long that I almost don't know what the hell I am writing.
The initial setting seemed to be about love between life and death, friendship in need, and so on, but as I continued to write, it turned into the paradoxical ending it has now.
A birthday gift to my little friend... Ever promised.
Conception: