In the distant dusk, two people were sitting on a white horse.
"Do you regret it?" Qi Wu asked the beautiful lady in his arms softly. Wearing a white shirt and black hair, he is Mianfeng.
"No."
"Why?"
"Because when I first met you, I knew I couldn't escape, and I also knew you would come to pick me up." The same indifferent tone, with unquestionable certainty.
"Aren't you afraid of a woman's reputation?"
"Reputation?" Mianfeng chuckled, "What is gone is just a woman who is ominous in the eyes of everyone. Maybe they will celebrate her."
"Follow me, the future is unknown, aren't you afraid?"
Mianfeng's eyes had never been so gentle.
"With you, it will be heaven."
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