To her, Qi Li was an enemy, a poison, and a nightmare that she dared not touch.
To Qi Li, she was a plaything, a lover, and even more of a treasure.
There is not so much love at first sight in life, but more of chance and coincidence.
She spent ten years taking revenge on the man she was supposed to love deeply.
He also spent ten years taking on everything that he shouldn't have to take on.
——The loss of deep affection is nothing but the sorrow of memory. If we are separated, no warmth of friendship will be left in the end.
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