If you lie at the foot of the sacred mountain, you will encounter an avalanche. You must be honest with the mountain god...
That year, the three of us made a wish under the sacred mountain.
Eighteen-year-old Li Chaoyan wished that his parents would reconcile, his family would be harmonious, and he would have good fortune.
Fifteen-year-old Li Xiyan wished that her brother and Ashan would be safe and well, and that her dream would come true.
Seventeen-year-old Chen Xianjiu had long wished that his great revenge would be avenged, and Chao Yan and Xi Yan's wish came true.
How can there be so many gods in this world, and how can there be so many honest and frank people.
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Men have their ambiguities, and women have their battlefields.
Li Xiyan's love is like the water plants covering her body, coming and going, constantly pruning, and never letting go.
She watched them go to hell and to complete destruction without any regrets.
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Stop thinking about old friends and homeland, and try new tea with new fire.
A love story between a man and a woman.
Intention: It is natural that life grows and hates water.