She is a wonderful doctor. Frail and graceful, chivalrous and intelligent...
He is a descendant of the abandoned country. Junya came out of the dust, with the ambition of rejuvenating the country...
He is a wanderer. Unrestrained, affectionate and righteous...
They met in the stormy world.
When the melancholy boy who played the flute ten years ago met again, he was indifferent and almost a stranger. She wanted to let go in a cool and sad way... But... She didn't want to betray her heart, nor did she want to let down her lover. How wonderful it would be if life could only be like the first time we met.
The sadness is thousands of miles away, the song of resentment is repeated, is the broken soul still there?
This is an article written by a certain Yang sister. She said it is exactly the same as our Xuanyuan Ru. I love to read it.
"Southern Wind Chaos"
New work:
"Prefer small eyebrows"
Intention: