At the moment when the connection that existed in the soul since birth was severed, Wang Shu felt a rare sense of confusion... He couldn't help but think of that time under the phoenix flowers in the shade of drunken flowers, that woman was dressed in splendor, melancholy to the bone, singing softly,
"Yao Yao spirit phoenix, long and everlasting return;
I think about it for a long time, but it always goes against my wishes;
There is no end in sight, when will it fly? "
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