In the harem, there are too many favors and honors, as well as too many ups and downs. Tonight it will be you, tomorrow night it will be me...
All the forbearance in the sad years was rewarded with cold treatment and conspiracy again and again.
It seems that these stars are not last night, for whom the wind and dew set the midnight sun. All love, hate, anger and delusion are just obsessions.
It was snowing all over the sky, and she knelt on the bluestone tiles, looking at him from a distance. Behind the desolation, they had been as harmonious as an ordinary couple, but she loved him deeply at that time, but he was only obsessed with one person, and she was just a passerby in this rolling time.