When she was thirteen years old, Lin Si met someone who changed her life. At that time, their glory was endless, and a conspiracy was overwhelming. From then on, there was no longer a little moon belonging to him in the sky. The Holy Moon was holy and indestructible, but those hateful things plucked her off. "Obviously I was almost close to having her." "I spent five years to impress you, but you will never belong to me until my death." "Aye, I want to travel around the world." The brilliance of the little girl in the memory was still the same, and she smiled and stretched out her hand to him, "Mr. Aye, don't forget me." I can't love you in such a piecemeal way.
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