The moon is reflected in the eyes. The memory is dim and cannot bear to look back. A flowering period passed like this. Self-righteousness is always the biggest mistake of people.
Overnight, the big family's desire to visit the villa disappeared, leaving Pei Qingchan alone with deep resentment. If she opens her eyes again, she may turn into a ghost and wander around the world. No matter what "don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you", she only knows that "if someone offends me, I will pay back tenfold."
Open your bright eyes again and look at the turbid world. Since ancient times, there have been few bright days. I only lament that the night is getting windy.
"Thank you for not saving others, but saving me."
Purpose: After writing novels for so long, I discovered the meaning of writing novels: It turns out that when you really create and fall in love with this novel, you will not care about popularity, collection, etc. Write for love, create a unique life for your favorite character, and continue his legendary life. So, the question is, what is your original intention in writing novels?