It's one thing to have a tacit understanding, but it's another thing to clear the clouds and reveal the sun.
Zhan Zhao's eyes were burning, and the love that the young man had secretly kept in his heart for many years was expressed with his mouth. The wind blew through the forest trees, the red rope swayed gently, and the scorching sun was just right.
His entire body was immersed in the golden halo, gentle, beautiful, and dazzling.
Intention: Game in the court, disputes in the rivers and lakes, and the smoke of gunfire rising among the heroes. There are flashes of swords and shadows, overt and covert struggles, and young men wielding swords are far away in the world. The bloody storm, the happy grudges, and the heartfelt words over a glass of wine. In troubled times, have a glass of wine, sing, watch and walk slowly.
The soul of my ex-husband is back~