What would my thirty-year-old self say to my twenty-year-old self?
Time flies, and Yu Minyue can no longer remember those chaotic years. She only remembers that the box of white moonlight inhibitor quietly opened and fell in front of her eyes.
"She sat alone in the old house and stared at her father's old clock in a daze. The hour hand swung back and forth and never looked back."
"The relationship has rotted away and the love has died?
It seems not. But love must die. "
"Don't be afraid, Zhang Huai, it's the soul that's clean, not the body."
"There is too much shallow love in this world, let's make that exception."
"She doesn't need to say anything, because he once understood the sincerity and twists and turns of love better than anyone else."
(Change of love, from lifelong love to mutual disgust, reality)
Purpose: Those who betray their sincerity will swallow ten thousand needles
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Night and Elegant Dream