Hatred is not as good as tide and faith. When you miss each other, you will realize that the sea is not deep.
Bai Yutang still doesn't understand why he walked in at that time. Among the countless doors, he chose the one with him, so many years later, when he accidentally thought about it, he still had to think about it. If you had never pushed that door open, if you missed it, would you never have met it? If the person inside was not Zhan Zhao, would what happened later happen? Will there be another scene in life? If... Of course, there is no if, only an inadvertent but just right reunion. He smiled slightly and saw himself in his memory, pushing open the door on a cold winter afternoon, walking in, and walking into his story.
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So Qiong Yao. Why is this heroine such a novice? So many tears. Cry at every turn. Don't even think about doing things. Fairy Baihua has been training her for such a long time. I can see the marks on my head.
So Qiong Yao. Why is this heroine such a novice? So many tears. Cry at every turn. Don't even think about doing things. Fairy Baihua has been training her for such a long time. I can see the marks on my head.