A bowl of leisurely tea, while the opera quietly flows.
He covered his ears and shouted, "It's an insult to my ears!"
The music on the stage stopped suddenly, and the beauty slowly looked sideways, her eyes cold, her sleeves touching her lips to look at him.
Lin Tian was not afraid, "Come on, hit me."
Maybe he heard it wrong or something, Lin Xin thought that the beauty probably mistook beating for sleep.
So it's that simple. Lin Tian said that he would never miss a word in his book all his life, but because of the pronunciation of one word, he lost it all his life.
Kun Yi has never been stained by the world of mortals, but he has lost his whole life because of that young man with disheveled hair, drunken face and scolding him.
"Speaking of the last time, our protagonist Hongjia is a righteous person who kills demons with great savagery. It can be said that she is not inferior to women..."
"You've gone, why come back? Those unjust gentlemen are still chasing you, but don't worry about me anymore, little girl, just go away..."
In the same place, at different distances, one voice is clear and sweet, and the other is gentle and sad. The two voices are intertwined, entangled, and can no longer be separated.