If I Were Born Again: Shu Mao Fan Fiction

After watching it, I could only cry silently

Tears···· Cat left alone The cat who carries the name Zhan Guo Mao I saw the cat running out of the door. Looking at the cat on the roof in the distance for a long time Fifth Master, TAT

Zhaozhao's lonely person is so heartbreaking! ! Because I hate crying, I don't like to read tragic stories...

I won't take pictures of you, I'm just asking you, where is the new article? Hand it over, there are flowers, but if you don't hand it over, there's nothing I can do

Good writing and good tea can be savored over and over again. Good writing is like wine, with a deep and rich taste. I don't like tragic articles, even if I understand that life is inherently full of sorrow and less joy, "Ruosheng" can be an exception because I really tasted the sentence "Sentiment always seems to be ruthless" in this article. In fact, the person who seems to be the most awake is the person who least wants to be awake - everyone except him has accepted it, but he is still waiting, waiting for a dream that he knows will never be possible. Not being able to cry is always more hurtful than bursting into tears.

SM (!),,~~BL~~ [But I regretted it and still kept guard Zhan's name on his back to keep him awake.] This sentence is really wonderful. It feels like Zhan Zhao's character suddenly comes to life on the page. It's really his style. But it was really depressing at the end! Hum! So we were about to spread the flowers, but I finally suppressed the rat and cat, oh yeah~ but before my birthday, I finally paid back the essay I owed me~~ let you go~ oh la la

TAT T boy, I hate you, ah, ah, I almost cried when I watched it~ I used to watch "Daughter's Red" in the past few days, which made me feel heartbroken, but now I feel even more uncomfortable... Why did the Fifth Master leave so early? TAT At that time, I knew that when the Fifth Master died in the original work, I really burst into tears... While listening to the song "Xuanyi Lane" and reading your article, my nose is sore. These two sentences, "Who accompanies me while I'm dancing drunkenly, painting shadows at the west window" and "No one calls Yutang with a smile anymore" are my true love. I can't do it anymore, I'm going to die = = I feel pain in my heart TAT I'm going to adjust my breathing...