Amidst the flying sand and wolf smoke, the broken cavalry and broken armor on the battlefield, do you know that a drop of tear in the world of mortals is for your long-cherished wish?
The world's love is bitter, and the original sweet words have now turned into thousands of sharp swords, piercing the imperial armor.
Love is a thing of the past for you, but I can't let it go.
The love of the past is the fight on the battlefield today.
Conspiracies and misunderstandings are just excuses to prevent that beautiful moment from being restored.
Half of the city was filled with smoke and sand, and the wisp of concern in my hand flew to the broken bowl of tea.
"You are a traitor, you can only die."
"Do you really believe that bitch? Are our past relationships so inferior?"
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"Is that you? Gu Anyuan."
"Who are you? Why are you blocking my way?"
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"Gu Anyuan, have you forgotten me?"
"That's the past, why bother mentioning it again? Now that I think about it, it was you who drove me away, why are you here now?"
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