Weiming, your heart is so cold. ' The woman in red had a sad smile, and her fluttering hem was embroidered with large flowers of manju and sandalwood, as if she wanted to use up the last beauty of her life. The silver-haired man in black robes, his heterochromatic eyes dimmed, watched the woman walk onto the Naihe Bridge... 'I'm sorry, this is my mission. If there is an afterlife, I hope I will never see you again. ' The silver-haired man murmured, turned and walked into the darkness.
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