Xu Zhao's name doesn't quite match her person.
Zhao is a bright light, but she is not.
She was an uncared-for mess, messy and lifeless, and her paleness was plain to see.
No one would come close to such a person.
However, in the summer when she was eighteen years old, a ray of brilliant golden sunshine fell from the rainy weather and shone in her eyes.
The man said, "I want to be your friend."
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Xu Zhao: "I used to think that I would be very happy when the world ended, but when you appeared, I was not happy."
"Chuya, if the end of the world really comes, I want to take you to the end of the world."
The tough-talking little princess vs. The arbitrary young master
Intention: To be the wind of freedom
