Listening to the sound of blood flowing in my body, I knew I was losing blood. But at this time, I am no longer trapped on the edge of wrong and right. In my mind at this time, I can only see the scene when I first saw him. Yuen Long was majestic, tall and tall, with a sharp and stern face. With sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and deep black eyes, he is as frail as an academy student, but he faintly reveals the unruly boldness of Mobei beyond the Great Wall. We are drunk and forget each other, holding hands at the end of the world, in the fragrance of the awakening trees in the morning, riding a white horse together, wandering around the rivers and lakes. Travel to the end of the world.
However, there is no regret medicine in the world.