That year, the flowers on the other shore were blooming ten miles away. She was dressed in mysterious clothes. The breeze blew, and the corners of her clothes and long hair were fluttering. The picture was frozen in that second. Just one glance, like a whirlpool, made him sink deeply. From that moment on, it was destined that in these three lives, no matter life or death, he, Di Hua, would only marry her...
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