There seemed to be a thousand layers of gauze blocking her face, and the sound of the piano seemed to be beating. What was vaguely discernible was a man sitting by the bed, quietly looking at the person on the bed.
She lowered her eyes, what are these? ,
Suddenly, swords flashed, and a woman walked alone in the ice and snow. Red plum blossoms bloomed at her feet. Only then did she notice that the woman was barefoot.
With a glance of ten thousand years, he looked coldly at the woman's heart-wrenching cry, the love between children? She withdrew her gaze and turned to leave.
"Qi Mo!"
Who is it? When I turned around, there was no one there.