Yin Suxue, what a beautiful name.
Then, a knight and a prince appeared beside her.
The same is love, one love is sharp and the other is deep.
The shadow that cannot be erased makes her fall into entanglements again and again. Faced with the betrayal of her friends and the purpose of the knight, she really wants to cry. . .
Just pretend that everything is a dream and let this love turn into rain all over the sky. .
At that moment of surprise, she exclaimed - Ling Zhuo -
Early first works. The language is relatively young, and I posted it shamelessly. I want to read it with gloating, and I agree.
Conception: