*The author's writing is poor and the plot is old. If you don't like it, don't read it. Please use civilized language.
*This article is not a sweet article
*Third person writing
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Originally, God Wang and you reincarnated for ten lives and died for ten lives.
Benshangshen has seen Wang Yujun's chuckle, sad look, relaxed look, gentle look, silent look, thinking look, and angry look, but he has never seen his love for Benshangshen.
I still remember eight million years ago, in the world where apricot blossoms rained.
The young man wearing a white jade crown rode his horse and stopped in front of the god.
This is probably the beginning of this long story.
God has no regrets.
Intention: The spring breeze does not come, the autumn wind does not welcome