Black sky, tolerance is great.
But I don't lack stars, I just want moonlight.
"Have you ever liked someone?"
"Would you betray someone?"
The long river of Krishna has no waves.
And I owe you a long wait.
"Can't you do it vertically, Xiaoxiao?"
The bright moon does not know the pain of separation and hatred, and the slanting light penetrates Zhuhu at dawn.
Since fate allowed her to see the shining moon,
Why did he arrange for her to witness the shattering of the new moon...
Let me be your Krishna.
Sorry.
And, I love you.
Several bagpipes left the pavilion at night, you went to Xiaoxiang and I went to Qin.
Concept: A story of two girls redeeming each other