Whose love is as deep as poetry and whose love is as thin as paper. Who can bear witness to the scorching sun? When I return, I will say goodbye. Who can see me feeling lovesick at night? It is a punishment from heaven and a gift from heaven. Floating life is like a gossamer. I will seize the world and the country for you. If the front is like a wash, if life is exhausted, there will be no fear of death. He loves her and is willing to devote his life to the woman in his heart. She hated him, even if she sent him to the eighteenth level of hell, it would not be an exaggeration! But after all, she still couldn't deceive her own heart...
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