In the past, the life-and-death showdown on the roof of Lin'an Mansion's Li House, the laughter and frolicking in the peony field, and the intoxicating night in Wuhua Valley... One by one, they are like the white petals gradually withering in front of you. Each piece is a dream, but in the end it cannot make up a complete dream.
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