Snow fell all over the mountains, and the visitors took a breath of air-conditioning in the cold weather.
In the long winter, only a few people walked through the cold snow.
Cen Jinyu returned to the world and stepped back to her own place step by step. Disasters in her past life reappeared in this life. She peeled apart the flesh-and-blood truth bit by bit, only to discover her own self-righteousness.
She thought she had full wings and could protect everyone when she spread them out, but in the end she discovered that she was also hiding under someone else's wings.
Looking back, it was the face she could never forget deep in her memory.
She called softly and walked towards the other party.
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The writing is immature, illogical, and has a secondary CP
Intention: In the thousands of worlds, there is always a world that belongs to you
