Over the years, time has smoothed everything out. Only then did I discover that bits and pieces that I had never noticed before were becoming more and more vivid.
Everything became clear, and then I realized that there was nothing left.
His shadow has disappeared into the vast sea of people, but the remaining memories I have are filled with his nagging, his thoughtfulness, and his tenderness.
Seeing those ordinary fleeting years turned into a passing cloud.
A short article about the entanglement between two uncles. The ending is all clouds... It's not that I don't want to give the final ending, it's actually that I planned to write it here from the beginning.
The main text of Maid Lou's imagination has been completed, but why is Mao so reluctant to part with it? In fact, I didn't want Qin Zhao to come back at all, so I just wanted them to miss it so much, so I wanted to write the reflection of Boss Song...! ! If you don't believe me, read the copy! It's all gone... But in the end... I still softened my heart... I am indeed my mother... Letting Qin Zhao come back is the limit!
The extra chapter is being updated.
A new article by Maid Lou. Original Danmei, a story about a femme fatale and a scumbag.
"Three Years and Three Months" Ye Louyan
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