When Su Qianqian stood at the top and looked down at everyone, she smiled. The smile is very weird...
"What's wrong with me? I'm neither alive nor dead, nor old nor dead." There was an indescribable bitterness in Su Qianqian's smile, and the tears gathering in the corners of her eyes finally fell down.
Looking at the endless sky, that determined face faintly emerged.
If he sees it, he will definitely be very happy for me.
Suddenly, Su Qianqian thought of what she said to him that day, and murmured involuntarily.
"I also wish to have long hair like a waterfall, wear phoenix clothes and Xiapei, and marry her when she is a child. From now on, I can live in a comfortable home and relieve your worries. With the harp and harp at your fingertips, why don't you just be quiet?"
"Jun, are you willing?"