In her previous life, she helped him conquer the world, but left only one sentence: Jimo Sheng, you still don't believe me. We are tired of each other in life, and we will never see each other again in death.
In this life, she sticks to her own place, just to seek peace, but unexpectedly meets an old friend.
"Sonny, can your space accommodate me?"
"Sonny, don't hurt yourself for anyone, not even me."
"Sonny, live well"
Looking at Mo Ranyou who fell off the cliff, Fusang's heart felt empty, as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had collapsed. It turned out that this man had already stepped into his own land without knowing it. Losing him was nothing more than the pain of stinging the heart and the pain of bleeding. . . . .
Who can promise me that the flowering period of Foshan will never abandon me or leave me?
Until return
Who can promise me eternal happiness and peace, no worries and no fears?
Dream of a lifetime of joy