Fox Gossip

Dressed in white, his face was miserable, and his fairy core was shattered into pieces. It's just that the past can't be chased, you can't chase it, you don't have to chase it. But sometimes the heart will betray, unable to restrain itself and rush upward. Gratitudes and hatreds are sometimes over, and we meet again in the mountains and rivers. Who is the result? Who is the reason? I'm afraid they've all been in such a mess for a long time that they can't tell the difference. Acacia, why joy? Is fate hindering this, or is it redemption? Intention: A blessing in disguise.