Who doesn't feel a little regretful?
Most of her regrets are like a piece of skeleton. Every time she returns to the capital, she is shocked and shocked. After burying them, she gradually forgets them.
But the regret of the golden wolf is like a seed. No matter how deeply it is buried or how well it is hidden, it will still take root, return to the ground, and bloom into the flower it was supposed to bloom.
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