When she was fifteen, she had a stepmother and became a suspect.
At the age of eighteen, he lost his biological father and became a little boy.
The sky was bright and clear, the wind was gentle, and the red bean flowers were blooming. Jiang Yao, the eighteenth-line young man, caught Liang Yan's eyes in the rippling spring breeze. Just when he was about to show off his strength, a thunder struck down: This girl is the sister your mother longed for to be resurrected from the dead.
Intention: Every bit of love is worth cherishing.