On the bank of the willows, the dawn wind is waning and the moon is waning. The canal is as clear as it could be, and the wind is as biting as cutting. He walked slowly towards the colorful fallen garden. Ten years have passed and things have changed. I don't know if Wan'er is okay?
This feeling can be recalled later, but she was already at a loss when she walked in this Shen Garden. Scenes from ten years ago still appeared in front of her eyes, his tenderness towards her, his vow of love for her... These came to her like a nightmare. She was helpless and sighed. Hey, cousin Wu Guan, how are you?
Just a small question, can anyone give me a paw print? ~~~~~
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