I believe in the reincarnation of cause and effect, just like I believe that trees come from the temperature of the ground, and that wind comes from the echo of the universe.
Love comes from crying in parallel time and space.
If the encounter is destined, then it must be a certain time and space that has become obsessed with the world we live in.
**
At the beach, with the tail of her mint-colored skirt flying, she walked backwards and read his name over and over again.
He looked at her and remembered what she had whispered in his ears last night: "Hey, the deer roars, the apples of the wild food"
The love in my heart is so tender that it is about to melt away.
**
Jin Lu stared at him expressionlessly, "Does it taste good?"
Mu Yannan was lying on the hospital bed, his face turned pale the moment his taste buds touched the liquid.
He fell from the hospital bed and almost knelt in front of her.
**
Jiang Zhengxuan stood in front of the unobstructed Fujiang River. His elegant facial features were ruined by the eyebrows knitted together on his forehead.
"Do you think she could be the murderer?"
Bai Xiao smoothed her hair that was blown by the wind, "The instruments don't lie. If all the evidence points to her, there is only one possibility."
**
Fang Wu held his chin, raised his eyes and looked at the person lying on the toffee chair, feeling a little emotional, "Aunt Yu, tell me, has your godmother ever loved your godfather?"
Muyu closed his eyes, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and did not answer, "She and your godfather are separated by a sea of people and don't bother each other. It is both a relief and a torture."
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