The creek hall is connected with stable stones, and the moss path is sloping along the fence. (Linxi Hall)
The poem was written when Yan Li died at the age of 18, looking towards the distant sky to see the sick crane alone. (Yan Lihong)
"General, since ancient times, rings and sachets have been used to express love, and sachets are used to convey love... You don't know, right?"
Yan Heng looked at Lin Xitang quietly, his eyes as calm as a pool of water. When he met Lin Xitang's vaguely expectant gaze, he slightly curled his lips.
"Young Master Lin, I think you are too slow."
Lin Xitang smiled lightly, tiptoed slightly, and smiled softly into Yan Heng's ear.
"Wrong, you have to say that you like me."
(Sorry for the author's poor writing skills and limited ability to plot)
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1. Don't use ky if your name is heavy, it's very annoying.
2. You may not be able to finish writing.
3. If the plot is not good, just read it as a mindless novel.
4. No matter what, you can criticize the author, but don't criticize the characters?
Intention: The end of destiny is for those who are still waiting after being reincarnated for thousands of years