It's still just a story.
After thinking about it for a long time, I don't know how to start. It's mostly about the past of the story.
If you like to listen, sit down, hold a cup of tea, and listen to me.
This may not be a wonderful story, just Li Yan's story.
The scent of mist lingers on the table, is there ever a time...
Love is not cause and effect, fate determines life and death.
The story was once called [Tian Xiang Yin].
Carrying a lifetime of attachment, pillow a lifetime of lovesickness.
It's better to go back...
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I hope that in the next life you and I will no longer keep watch.
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It is still the diary in the forum, and I seriously want to continue writing it.