Saufete used to hesitate between the white moonlight and the cinnabar mole
past
[Bai Yueguang]: "Congratulations on becoming a royal highness."
[Bai Yueguang] stretched out her right hand to him, "You have just gained new power, do you want to go to the capital with me?" His smile was like a spring breeze.
[Cinnabar mole]: "Don't get too close to me, you will be infected with misfortune."
[Cinnabar Mole] finished this sentence hoarsely, her throat faintly concealing her disappointment, and there was a hint of expectation hidden in her gray eyes as she looked at him.
Then everything changed
[Bai Yueguang]: "Do you also think I am wrong?" Her canary-colored eyes were filled with crazy blood red, and for the first time, her eyes made him feel like he was entering the river of December in Sere.
[Cinnabar Mole]: "It's not your fault, it's my fault. You can go wherever you want, don't worry about us, we will have dinner together in April." His smile was bright, and his flying red hair was as joyful as a maple leaf.
In the end, what greeted him was only desolation all over the ground, and everything went back to before they had never known each other.
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Purpose: Repaint the past with color