At that time, the grass and trees were merciless, and I was free and easy all year round. In my later life, I dreamed of tasting the pain of separation and hatred in the world.
Unexpectedly, he frowned in vain, and met Lin Bu once, and he became obsessed with it, and there was no way to save him.
Now that I have encountered Wu Yixiang, I will put an end to this delusion and walk into the world of mortals again.
The dead are gone, why should the living be persistent.
This is my first time writing an article using characters. Please give me your advice and take care of me. (◦˙▽˙◦)