"Imprisoning Liu Luoxi to the bitter cold land of the far north and never recalling her again"
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The next day, thunder rolled across the sky, a thunder struck the sky, and heavy rain roared down, seeming to herald another farewell.
"A mirror is hard to round, a fan fan is hard to be fragrant, we will never meet again," Luo Xi said with difficulty every word, seeming to be so firm and unfeeling, but also so weak and powerless. The rain flowed down her cheeks, and she couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears.
"You obviously know that I am too..." Yu Han defended. Luo tide screamed, interrupting him abruptly.
"Shut up, don't talk to me about the common people in the world. I am also born in the world, and I am also a common person. But why can't you let go of one person, and why can't you tolerate me?"
"I..." Yu Han hesitated, his eyes filled with regret and powerlessness.
The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the mist is gradually gathering. The figures of each other are getting closer and farther away, seeming clear and yet blurry. Luo tide gradually disappeared into the rain and mist. Luo tide's tears filled her eyes. "Perhaps acquaintance was a wrong start, and falling in love was a continuation of mistakes. If I could go back to that moment, I wish I had never met each other."