Peach blossoms fall, leisure pool pavilion. Although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to trust the brocade book. Momomo.
The green shade is dappled and the sunshine is alluring. Layers of green leaves swayed in the breeze, scattering mottled patches all over the ground. On such a bright spring day, the sunlight shines on a marble tombstone. The white marble reflects the soft light under the sunlight and shines on a cold and handsome face.
The man's black trench coat was completely out of place with the beautiful spring scenery. The blue star flower he held in his arms shone with light blue, adding a little vitality to him.
The slightly lowered head looked a little lonely, but his eyes looked affectionately at the photo on the tombstone in front of him.
The black and white color scheme of the photo cannot resist the sunshine and handsomeness exuding from his body. No one could imagine that he would die at such a beautiful age of twenty-three.
"Baby, look at the Blue Star Flower. Didn't you say you liked the flower language of the Blue Star Flower? I brought it here." The hoarse voice was a little lonely, "Baby, how are you doing there? Did you have a good meal?"
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