Wan Diqing

Ten years ago, she said, when you grow up, I will marry you. He was extremely happy inside, but he was still reserved and pretending to be deep. When will he grow up? Maybe we won't even know each other by then. Later, they grew up and, as he said, she had forgotten about him. To win over the emperor, to win over the emperor, we don't know each other, we don't see each other. For love, time is the cruelest third person. Concept: For love, time is the cruelest third person.