On the day of the Battle of Blood River, news of the death of the young general spread wildly and was hidden in the rivers and lakes; Prince Wanwan was forced to ascend the throne and was trapped behind a high wall. The newly torn heart traces were forced to be stitched together. It has been five years since we were separated. When we meet again, we may not be able to help ourselves. How should we choose?
Intention: The pull between ideal and reality
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Daylight sounds good too (^_^)