Childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts. The bright clothes and angry horses, the blazing flames and the flowers were finally blown away by the wind. After practicing hard, he became a god in one day; when he looked back, he had already changed his mind. Someone once said that when you are young, you should not meet someone who is too amazing, otherwise you will be too lonely in this life because you will never forget them. Back then, we were tit for tat, we met our opponents, we were each other's confidants, and we were both the most amazing people.
It's just that things in the world are unpredictable, entangled in love and hate, and obsessed with it for half a life, so what if he is a god!
The person who has been searching for thirty thousand years is right in front of him, but the Cangzhu God of War, who has always been arrogant, does not dare to step forward. Thirty thousand years ago, she was covered in blood and died under his gun, refusing to even look at him until her death; thirty thousand years later, she was sitting there, dressed in white and unparalleled in splendor, as if she had just walked away from him when she first met him.
Unfortunately, fate is the most common joke. The most fortunate thing in the world is to be lost and found again, and the most painful thing is to be gained and lost again. He looked at the sleeping person in his arms, "Ah Zhao, why are you asleep again?"
Intention: love