Everyone in this world retains the memory of the previous life
more or less
In a dream, in reality? I often look at my hands. Are these hands mine?
My name is Lin Yari, I am seventeen years old. During that trip, I accidentally came to a deep pool, and then
Many pictures flashed through my eyes. Is this me? In my previous life, I was so sad, but I was never humble.
Donghuang Qingyun, I hate you, why do you have to remind me that I said, after several reincarnations, we will never see each other again, even if we meet again, the hatred will never disappear.
Have you forgotten that at the end of the sky, with the blood-red sun and pear blossoms flying all over the sky, some people say that after all the tears have been shed, the sadness is still there. What will flow out again is not tears, but blood.