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I forget to love Qingyi, and I realize it later.
Her love is like a clear mountain stream, gentle and long.
At first, she said to Qing Yi, whose hands were covered with blood and begging her to feel sorry for her, "Why bother? You have to leave sooner or later. Isn't it good to maintain the status quo?"
She loves Qing Yi, there is no doubt about it.
But she has countless bonds, her sister, her works, and her bow to the world.
But the person she fell in love with was a life-threatening lunatic who only knew how to hurt herself and make her feel distressed.
Qing Yi couldn't let go of fruitless love, so she had no choice but to speak.
Wang Wang originally thought that Qing Yi was not that crazy, but when Qing Yi burned herself on fire, she regretted it.
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Qing Yi loves to forget and is mad.
Her love is like a volcano erupting, burning everything it goes to ashes.
She doesn't know how to love, yet she is coerced by love.
That day she saw Wangwang smiling at another woman, and she was so angry that she threw herself into a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, waiting for Wangwang to save her.
Her ignorance of life and death was exchanged for Wangwang's ruthless determination.
At night, after Qing Yi screamed, she slid to the ground against the door panel. She begged in a low voice, begging Wang Wang not to take back that love. She would change her mistakes.
The moment Wangwang opened the door, Qing Yi saw the light.
Reading guide:
1. Forgetting avoidance type, Qingyi self-destruction type
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3. This is a heart-wrenching story. If you have a low point of abuse, I advise you to be cautious.
Intention: love
