Literary version:
It is a time of chaos, an era where the red dust is shrouded in smoke. How much has that marriage been severed and how much has it been picked up? It can be seen that in this world, there are iron horses and fierce battles, corpses are everywhere, and heroes emerge in large numbers? Can you hear the weeping, faint resentment, turning around the pure land in the world, turning around the grace of peonies, turning around the splendid palace?
"Wuyi..." Whose call was that?
The woman was dressed in plain clothes, looking into the distance lightly, her eyes as dark as ink.
Did she forget something? What did you forget?
Li Wuyi version:
... I hate this girl Mingluo. That's all.
Mo Zhiye version:
The story of a pair of lovers who finally stayed together (?) After many hardships. Mo's trip:
The so-called sadomasochism means that the more sadistic you are, the more you love it~ (smile)
Mo Zhiling:
In the world, you can take it when I die. (Look at Li Wuyi)
Ming Luo:
By the way, isn't this an introduction? Why do you even have a confession?
This article has a heavy taste, because someone (the shadow line clearly falling in the corner: ah? Me?) Has longed for the gorgeous (?) Affectionate (?) Scenes of physical fights between men and women for a long time, so all love must give way to this...