[Non-traditional ABO writing, the spirit is far more than the body]
In the apocalypse, the flower language of black rose is persistent and desperate love.
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"Oh, what a coincidence. My name is Zhan Yuan and your name is Gui Haiyuan. The pronunciation of your names are both yuan. Isn't this just destiny?"
"Unfortunately, no chance." After saying that, he turned around to operate on his personal terminal, changed his name to Guihai, and clicked to confirm.
Zhan Yuan: "..."
"Hey, don't go, I haven't finished speaking yet... Haiyuan is the alias of albatross. You couldn't have evolved from an albatross, right?"
There were cracks in Gui Hai's polite smile for a moment.
"Oh, Bai Jue, a writer from the Yuan Dynasty, had the courtesy name Tingyu and the nickname Zhanyuan. Could it be that you are his bones turned into spirit?"
Zhan Yuan tapped Gui Hai's lips with his finger and said with a smile: "You have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. The beak can be used as a diamond when it returns to its original form."
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"My heart is a bird in the wilderness, and it finds the sky in your eyes." - Tagore's "Birds"
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Intention: If the love between two people lasts for a long time, it will not be in the realm of the world.