It was very bright and the house was very bright. Bei Jia occupied a corner of the room, blinded by the sunlight all over the floor, and walked diagonally to the opposite side.
Little did he know that the trajectory was strangely stretched, and this road would never reach the end.
As the aurora poured in from the window, she ran forward vigorously until she was exhausted and full of vomiting.
Beside her, someone suddenly took her right hand. She turned her head and looked carefully. She saw that the man's eyes were like bright moons and his aura was like a rainbow.
Gradually, there is a sound, like the wind, disturbing the ears,
He said that Beijia, the east corner has passed away, and the mulberry tree is not too late. He said that Beijia, the east corner has passed away, and the mulberry tree is not too late.
Bei Jia wiped her ears and woke up from her dream.