Do you believe in metaphysics?
Don't answer yet. Listen to me tell the beginning of a story →
It is said that this small southern county where Qin Yuan hid in Tibet is a natural cemetery. In short, Southern Cemetery.
Monsters have lustful desires and people's hearts are unpredictable. The living people are running around for the dead.
Or, have you told fortunes?
Qin Yuan has a mole between his eyebrows. According to fortune telling, a gust of wind is destined to stop.
What is wind?
Easy to get the upper hand.
Like her favorite song, "You came at the winter solstice, but the wind stopped on your eyebrows."
When he met her, the wind on his brow stopped.
This is the story of a down-and-out daughter who lives incognito and a retired rower who runs a cigarette shop.
Reading guide:
You say something, I say something, bickering →_→ sweet
Small conspiracy, big conspiracy, revenge and kindness→_→Shuangwaiwai
Also, happy reading everyone! Cheche(^_^) compare your feelings