My tears rolled down in big drops and soon wetted the bright and colorful shirt in my arms. Memories and reality were intertwined endlessly, and they were stored together in my blurry eyes, making me suddenly feel that the world, all directions, and the past and present were upside down, and nothing around me could be seen clearly.
And the blood flowed into my body like a small snake. It felt slightly cool at first as it swam, but soon became hot. A long-lost feeling of despair filled my mind.
I suppressed the overwhelming grief, read every word carefully, and answered her very sincerely and emotionally.
"The Empress is in a good time, the wind and smoke are still and clear"
"A beautiful lady brings a good relationship"
"We meet each other with old age, and the blue bird is the legend"
"To say that I don't believe it is like the rising sun"
Half of it is about seeking truth, and half of it is about asking for love. The writing method of traditional classical fairy tales is relatively backward, and the whole text is written in the first person of the male protagonist. On the surface it may seem a bit sadistic, but at its core it is healing. As planned, the introduction progress will appear in Chapter 38.
Intention: Begonia has no fragrance, which is not a pity; a broken mirror cannot be rounded, but a lot can be gained. Loving someone and having loved them is a beautiful memory with yourself. Treasure love and please don't hold it in your heart.
