Hp Fairy Tale in the Mirror

How can you despise my love? — "Young and beautiful, with pure blood, is this the woman you said is more suitable for you?" The snake-faced wizard in the main seat turned his head and looked into those deep eyes. In just one sentence, he declared that the two souls would be entangled from now on, no matter how difficult they were to separate. Perhaps as early as 1977, the immature hands wrapped around the rough and calloused fingers, and they were already involved in it, unable to break free. "What you call love, dependence? Favoritism? Care and care from the elders? It's childish and ridiculous." But who can predict all the fate, a dance intertwined with green and black, and the unspoken promise under the pure white hazy wedding veil... Time and time again, her efforts were cruelly brought back to normal, and her originally fresh life died because of her, and her throat was tightly manipulated by fate. Only An Qi herself knew how serious the mistake she had made. When she saw the patron saint leaping out on the lawn outside the castle, she neither dared nor wanted to delve deeper into it. Angel just wanted to use her real feelings to prove the fact that he belonged to her. — The nightingale stubbornly guards its prisoner, unable to understand the struggling questioning in its dark pupils. The sky turned from dark blue to bluish white, and dawn was right in front of us. The solid and white patron saint gradually dissipated. It seemed to have realized something. Before fluttering its wings and leaving, it looked back at the man again on behalf of the person who cast the spell. Finally, it turned into dots of light beside the chandelier at the top. — "You are not the only one who is struggling in suffering. No one can be alone." Mission: We always believe that love can withstand all difficulties