Chao Xuandu holds a high position and is used to controlling everything, as if he has no weaknesses.
Only the twin ancient locust trees in Wangchen Temple knew that he had a secret that he had kept deep in his heart for more than ten years.
Eleven red silk threads for making wishes on the ancient locust tree fluttered, and the handwriting was blurred by the wind:
The moon sinks into the empty mountain, and the vision is scorching.
This is his birthday wish that never changes every year.
——You are my never-ending delusion and my supreme belief.
Genius antique appraiser vs romantic careerist
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Pre-orders for the series "Absurd" are now open, featuring the sanctimonious professor vs. The beautiful girl painter. The author's column next door is available for collection.
Intention: to face difficulties
