Once intoxicated, once together happily, but eventually the song ends and everyone parted ways.
In the six realms above and below, stories are woven, fate is locked, there is no redemption, no love or hate, only a heavy sigh in a yellowed dream.
The mountains and rivers are broken, and the waves are shining in your eyes.
"I remember you with my first legend and my last dream."
This article is not v, it will be updated as the occasion arises.
Warning: The relationship is chaotic and there are many bloody things. Feel free to scold me if you want.
Don't write for anyone, just write whatever you want
There are bg and bl (emphasis). The author expresses that love does not distinguish between genders.
Any ideas in the article do not necessarily represent the author's ideas
Good children should not imitate bad children
Purpose: to eradicate feudal dross