Is love piled with death still love?
I still remember the time when she bared her teeth and confessed loudly and shamelessly: "Huangfu Mo, I like you!" Which made him look disgusted.
After several lives and deaths, what I got in the end was all a scam.
"Do you hate me?"
Everything has been lost, the frivolity of youth has been wiped away, and the memories of each other's laughter and laughter remain.
What should I do if I hate it or not?
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