No matter how good I am at making medicine, no matter how good you are at dancing with a sword, and no matter how good your grandma is at music, it doesn't matter.
Only love is the most hurtful martial art in the world. Remember only the most beautiful things, forget until you are moved by the scene.
The sting is always in the body, and it hurts and hurts occasionally. It cannot die or live. This disease cannot be cured even by gods.
Jinjiang's other works:
"Dreaming back to the lonely years, Jasmine's song lingers in my ears"
"Locked Love Volume"
Intention: