This is a story about love. Before meeting him, she had no name. He called her Yingying, because the way she cried was like a tree full of cherry blossoms falling in the wind. For her, martial arts, magic power, and the existence of the world are nothing more than to prove the persistence in her heart. What he is looking for may be the ultimate martial arts, or the ultimate love. While searching, the only thing he forgot was: the thing he always thought he couldn't find was actually already in his possession. This is a story that stuck in my mind when I was thirteen. It may be a dream from long ago, or it may be a memory from a previous life. This is a secret beauty that has always been with me. Just call it a past life story!
The new pit is being serialized:
"Swear Not to Be a Mermaid" (Western Romance, Fantasy)
Copywriting: My body made a graceful turn disobediently, and a terrible fact almost scared me to faint: Why do I have a fish tail? Where's my swimsuit? I subconsciously covered my chest with both hands, and I felt a strand of soft, curly hair in my hands - that was not my hair. I looked intently and saw that my reflection in the water was a blonde woman. I stretched out my hand and ran my fingertips through my hair that shone golden in the sun. I found that my skin was snow-white and my body was extremely slender. ． ． I became a mermaid! How is this possible?
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