Written before the article. Every time I want to write Shao Ai's story, I always feel distressed and distressed. I don't have the courage to write it down. I put down the pen again and again. After listening to Aunt Qin's Three Thousand Years Yesterday, I mustered up the courage to write this article for Shao Ai. This article is not a very sweet article, so please proceed with caution.
Before it is extinguished, we can still see it. All sentient beings will be shed for thousands of years, and the sea of tears will be sad. Romance is stranded. Old love remains unchanged.