Someone asked her, do you have anyone you like?
Jiang Qingxi said: "Yes, he is someone I haven't seen for a long time."
Later, Jiang Qingxi's good fortune was nothing but empty joy.
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When he enters Huahuangchuan, he chases the green stream every time.
——"Qingxi"
"Jiang Qingxi, let's forget about that poem."
She thought, at this moment, you are no longer my Gu Yanchuan...
"It is the mountains and rivers of Qingxi, but it is no longer the Gu Yanchuan of Jiang Qingxi"
Intention: Relieve