"Xingbang, I'm tired, can you lend me your shoulder to lean on?" Lin Xi said, Xingbang's shadow was lengthened by the light of the setting sun. He said that he would be jealous of her for the rest of his life. But his disappearance made the twelfth lunar month of winter covered with a thick layer of snow. As time passed, he had dimly become the Riyue Bay in his heart, reflecting the tip of the iceberg of reality, poignantly forcing people to disperse. She said, we made the wrong payment after all. Across the mountains and seas, we can see the return of the customs. One day, your understatement tells the story of a heart. Will you still love? The footprints left behind by Xingbang walking into the dusk eventually became memories of her care, making people wholeheartedly do good, follow their dreams, follow their dreams, and finally become the white moonlight in their hearts.
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