Nan Feixu grew up in a fishing village. She had a father and brother who doted on her, and she lived a happy life.
Until this day, the bubble of beauty was cut open by the machete of going to Beijing, revealing the colorful truth riddled with holes.
She has a fate she deserves, and she has to make her own choice this time.
The wind is unstable, people are still at first, and the path will be filled with red sunset tomorrow.
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Micro women are strong. Men are not weak, but they tend to cry more before and after we get together x
Intention: Don't forget your original intention and keep your mission in mind
