The autumn wind blows on the lake surface, causing a few inconspicuous ripples.
Whether it is sorrow or sorrow, no one knows...
"Why is there always only Yiyi and her in your eyes... Who am I, Wang Ning, in your eyes..."
Autumn leaves fall gently, is it the end or the beginning.
"Yes! You only have her in your eyes. I will never, never..."
Damp and dim stairs, long corridor. Countless doors are quietly closed, waiting for those who open the door to open the door of their destiny.
The text messages on my cell phone are always ringing. I pulled the soul behind me and headed towards her destiny gate.
He followed me with an indifferent look on his face, like the souls who have drank Meng Po Soup. Meng Po is now so bored that she studies different flavors of Meng Po soup every day. And the soul that has drank Meng Po Soup and walked across the Naihe Bridge will be led to the Gate of Destiny by our guides. Each soul has an area code on its hand to go to the Gate of Destiny. I am the leader of Area C who is responsible for guiding the way to Area C1-700.
After walking through the gate of destiny, she ushered in her new life. Looking at the door of destiny slowly closing, I lit a cigarette. I don't know when I can open the door to my destiny.
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