He treats her gently and politely,
Gently open her guarded heart,
But he didn't say a word and disappeared without a trace.
He was cold all over and burdened with heavy sins,
Beware of anyone,
But he couldn't help but be attracted to her...
He, a generation of genius, looks down upon the world,
He only believes that she is the person he can't let go of the most!
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Is it fate?
Or is it a coincidence?
She has her warm home and her own career,
When all this is lost due to the rotation of time and space,
Where should she go?
It's a flash in the pan,
Or is the phoenix bathing in fire and flying in the nine heavens?
Do flowers in dreams only bloom in dreams...