PS of PS: Just take a look, no need to comment. I'll update it when I have time, and I'll lock it when it's done. A more extravagant confession: In fact, even if a god spends his whole life searching for that true heart, that person may never appear. I had thought about what my person would look like, and I had drawn it on rice paper, but I could never describe those eyes. Unexpectedly, I met him later, and his eyes were very similar to those in my dream, but he was the demon of the Great Purple Bright Palace, my nightmare. When I said goodbye to my grandma, she asked me if I regretted it. When I return to my mother-in-law, I don't regret it. It will take a few years, but he did what I asked for. Even though he was born with calamity, I don't regret it for him.
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