Thinking about that person who sat and drank with him in this room that day, thinking about that person who walked with him at night holding a candle and not knowing that day was coming, thinking about how he clearly didn't like playing but only listened to that person's lingering voice, thinking about... Thinking about that person kneeling in the rain that day, and a door that separated the relationship from the past, thinking about that person drawing a sword towards each other, and he didn't avoid it, but blood stained his chest. Three years and three years, Yu Ji is the king in the play and the king in the play; it is easy and easy again, and the heart is soft under the cold face in front of others; the red can be reversed and not removed.
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