There is a kind of hatred that cannot be expressed sincerely; there is a kind of love that will never stop until death.
That year, she quietly looked at the young man leaning against the tree and blowing a long flute under the pear tree;
That year, she was wearing a wedding dress full of expectations;
That year, she took her sword and killed herself in front of the pear tree, leaving behind a sigh of regret.
Being so cold in his high position, he was destined to be unable to express his deepest feelings.
He once said that in the world, she is the only one who is worried and regretful in his life.
In late spring, pear blossoms fall all over the city, like a flourishing rain of flowers, which is extremely beautiful.
Since then, pear blossoms have never bloomed in Bianyang City...
The dream of the past life is broken, the origin and origin are destroyed, and they all return to crazy thoughts.
I'm a newbie here, I hope you can support me O(∩_∩)O~
I don't have any manuscripts in hand, they are all updated as they come out, so the updates are a bit slow, but I promise that I will never give up, so
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