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Short Story: You Buried Your Bones in the Mud Under the Spring, but I Sent Them to the World with My Head Covered with Snow. Last night, I suddenly heard that Mr. Li had returned. I smiled and poured three glasses of Fusheng. I recall the snow falling across the blue lake, but in my dream my clothes were all wet? Drink together, complain together, bet together. "He who knows me is at peace." "I wish the general victory and his triumphant return." "I bought Fu Sheng Zui and we will drink together when the general returns." "Brother Li, walk slower." "Okay." You buried your bones in the mud under the spring, but I sent 17Favorites638Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Allure with You Maybe it's fate, maybe it's just a soul written in a pen, drifting into another world in the scorching days of peony in Fengcheng. With unresolved concerns from the past life and ties that can't be broken in this life, how should he go? Leave or fight for it. In the thick darkness, he looked at others. It took me many centuries to find you here and meet you. How wonderful it would be if we never left you in this life. But the darkness stared at him, dooming this soul to find it difficult to rest 9Favorites395Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Linxi Qu The magnolias are falling one after another, and there are beauties in my heart. There are always some of the mythical beasts in Wuling Mountain who are so infatuated, staring blankly at the world, but dare not go down the mountain for fear of being broken again. The sacred trees in Wuling Mountain have been growing for eternity, but they always feel calamity in their hearts because of such and such things. Why bother, worrying about a little human being? Conception: —Favorites188Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Unzen's Wet Dream Everyone says that Unzen is the most beautiful place. I think it's probably because it's in a dream. Everything in a dream is always beautiful. Unzen's dream is the easiest place for people to miss it and never return. I still remember the peach blossom petals falling, and a beautiful woman painting in the rain of flowers. There was a slight drizzle, and the handsome young man held an umbrella and looked at each other with joy in his eyes. Conception: —Favorites207Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Capricorn What would our love be like if we met without thinking so much and just remained young and unruly? Conception: —Favorites362Clicks/ch—Nutrition