I am a storyteller who has walked through the vicissitudes of life. He could only murmur three stories. One was that the seed of infatuation died in order to save the beauty. One is a ruthless and unsympathetic person who loses his beauty in order to save all the people. There is another one that I don't remember very much. There is an outline. This man has a heart of iron, which never makes people feel at ease. But his obsession is heavier than anyone else, not even Junshan Mountain can compare with it.
I came from the vast and turbulent world and went to a clear spring outside the Three Realms. There is my husband. He is beautiful but has a heart of stone. He died for a thousand years. Before he died, he said that if I could gather all my tears, I could save him. But where did my tears come from? Later, I became a storyteller. With the tears of all readers, I could melt the knot in my heart.
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