I have been to the clouds, walked through the troughs, and strolled through countless flowers in spring, summer, autumn and winter.
I took myself to the end of the world, tasted the gentle brilliance, and listened to the whispers. From now on, the past is like smoke, and the sky is dark. I will let it go!
I started to learn to play the flute and sing, calmly and calmly.
I started out as gentle as you...
Note that this article is mainly from the first perspective. A little bit of the previous story is written in another book of mine. You can read it in the column, Glimmer of a Floating Life. If you don't read it, it won't have much impact.
Generating power for love, no writing, so the updates are slow, and I don't accept criticism and the updates are slow!
The writing style of an elementary school student is full of private settings, and the whole process serves the plot. It's so suave, so suave! Be warned in advance, the heroine may be a bit pretentious!
Concept: The love and hate of Vanya elves
