My name is Xiangyue, I am a painter.
I have a lover named Fengmian.
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My father had always disliked me for being embarrassed, so he threw me in a villa on the mountainside and left me to fend for myself. I don't think this is a big deal. After all, the scenery in the middle of the mountain is very good. I like it very much.
In the middle of the mountain, I met the most important person in my life, his name was Si Fengmian. I'm curious about everything about him, where does he come from? What are your preferences? I'd love to know.
He treated me very well, and he seemed to know everything about me.
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Feng Mian disappeared, I was very sad.
They all said I was crazy, but I didn't know whether I was crazy or not. I seem to have lost Feng Mian...
I kept searching and searching in the villa, hoping to find traces of his existence.
Finally, I found my mental illness certificate.
It turns out that Feng Mian is not called Feng Mian, but Feng Mian. What he loves is not Xiangyue, but the moon.
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The breeze blew by, bringing with it the faint fragrance of phoenix flowers.
I lay down among the flowers and slowly closed my eyes.
Intention: To be determined