He was originally a handsome young man with a hairpin, but unfortunately good times are fleeting and good times fleeting. A strong wind and rain destroyed the only ray of light in An Mocheng's arms. In the blink of an eye, the wind in Lantai City has not blown for ten years. Now, the clusters of satin-like black tea have bloomed again, and this layer of clouds may have dispersed.
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Intention: Even if there is no beautiful place in this world, and there are mountains of swords and purgatory everywhere, there are still people who are willing to accompany you to watch the moonlight together.