The blossoms flutter, red tears blur like rain; the flowing waters drift on, only to come to nothing.
He was like a poppy, consuming all the love she had to give in a lifetime, but what kind of conspiracy did he lead her into?
He was like fine jade, draining every tear she had in a lifetime, but how could she ever repay him?
Love and hate tangled together, all melting into the graceful moonlight, leaving everything blurred before her eyes.
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Hehe, Ziyao, let's come to Jinjiang to help you make up for your points. Don't forget to post in the bar! Author's reply: Well~~Thank you Mayfly~~Cengceng~~o(∩_∩)o...
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There is nothing wrong with love…
I was very angry. After reading it, it turned out to be a tragedy. The author replied:
Make up points. Author's reply: Thank you~
I don't know how the author replied: Thank you for your support~~
"Sister Zi Yan," it's not like you said, the sky is crying for you, Yan'er is also crying for you..." Tears kept pouring out like water bursting from a dam. There is one more "Oh!" Author's reply: Thanks for reminding me~ It has been changed o(∩_∩)o...
What a poignant and tender text~ Come on, little by little! (Do you know who I am?) The author replied: I've been researching~~The author's reply: No matter who it is, grab one first and enjoy it~~
Dear, I think it's better to let Zi Qing become a male pig. Such a good person is much gentler than Yin Yue~~~ Author's reply: By the way, the palms and backs of my hands are all flesh~~They are both my children, I love them both
Come on, come on~ You are the one facing me when I am hungry~ Author's reply: Thank you for your support