I finally decided on a name~Happy~
My writing style is limited and I have a stream of consciousness. I write whatever comes to my mind. It cannot withstand scrutiny. I just write casually. You can just read it casually. If you can't stand it, just click the mouse on the upper right corner. If something catches your eye, just keep scrolling down.
Usually I am very busy with my job, and it happens that I suddenly disappear for a week or two. I would like to apologize first.
This article is estimated, probably, maybe it is a slow-burn type, just a plot? I don't know why they are so busy after writing and writing.
Zhao Mo Sheng, who was extremely frightened, was pulled into a warm embrace.
The visitor was covered in blood, with a bloody face and cold eyes. When he faced her, he smiled softly and comforted her softly: "Don't cry, I will take you home."
That smile caught the eyes of Zhao Mo Sheng, who was only three years old, and even more so, it even touched her heart.
That year, Zhao Mo Sheng was eighteen years old and was forced to get married. Along with the wedding invitation, she wrote a letter to Jiang Yongzhi who was far away at the border. She wrote a few words: Civil servants and generals must be loyal to the country before they are willing to sacrifice their lives. I am only willing to sacrifice myself for love.
Being held in that warm embrace again, Zhao Mo Sheng was filled with peace of mind.
Jiang Yongzhi looked at the groom wearing a red wedding robe, and said with a low smile: "This is my girl."
