Muying is not kapok, nor is she Lingxiaohua. She has been a shadow for eight years. Her study, life, and emotions all revolved around Wei Xiao, and she was so immersed in the shade of the oak tree that she forgot herself.
At night, snowflakes have been floating outside the window all night. Can flowers bloom in the dust? Mu Ying stretched out her hands, and a piece of Weiyang flower fell on her hand and gradually melted, leaving only a speck of dust, which lost its cold shell and lay honestly in the palm of Mu Ying's hand.
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