"Perhaps it's not that Qingqing is too stunning, it's just that she happened to stop at Tianyang's purest time. Her stopping resulted in continuous beautification in Tianyang's heart until she was perfect! How can you let him let go of her?"
"Qingqing always says that we gave her the light, but she never knows that she gave us the light!"
"Brother Tian, I'm here." The girl hugged the boy.
"Actually, she didn't feel sorry for anyone. We all owed it to her." The figure hidden in the shadows disappeared silently, as if it had never been there and left no trace.
"Ruomeng, live well and take my share."
Intention: There is light in the heart, no sword in the hand, she is the warm sun.