He was wearing white clothes, but what was different from the past was that his clothes were dyed with red plum blossoms;
He looked at the wisp of white falling on the city wall, his eyes were red, his eyes were red with murder;
Flowers bloom like fire, but also like loneliness.
Male male
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Intention: two-way reconciliation of family, friendship and love (no intention, just enjoy it and that's it)