Heavy snow was floating in the air and slowly fell on Chu Qianze's shoulders. He reached out to catch a fallen leaf and looked up at the tree in the courtyard: "Can I call you 'Yanting'?"
The people around him left one after another, and he only had it left...
The ancient tree watched quietly as the young man under the tree tied a piece of red satin to a branch. There was no word on the red satin, but he could feel that it was full of hope. The branches and leaves were swaying without wind, and the red silk covering the trees swayed slightly, bringing out the smile in the corners of the young man's eyes.
Gentleness, Silence, Probability, Paranoia, Ancient Tree Transformation and Attack (Chu Yanting)
The copywriting was so useless that I struggled to squeeze out these few words...
Here are the pre-meal reminders:
1. The main attack of this article is Chu Yanting's attack, and the one who comes out first is the recipient.
2. The opening chapter is about imaginary history, the main text is about imagining the future, and a large number of private settings serve the plot.
3. I have almost no interesting points, so I generally don't realize the interesting points of my articles.
4. A golden finger is essential, the attacker and the receiver dote on each other, they are adults when they fall in love, same-sex marriageable in an interstellar background, and both are clean.
5. There is no guarantee that there will be no deputy CP.
6. I write articles just for my own entertainment. I can give my opinions but not necessarily change them.
Intention: The long wait is just for a better encounter.