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"Everything in nature nourishes people. People are here to stay." She stood under the lounge, looked at the wine cellar dug by her own hands in the courtyard, and said to the young man with a dull expression over there. In the outer hall, there was the laughter of the girl running up and down. The boy took off the knitted hat on his head and turned his head with the ring scars on it toward the strong sunlight. An inch of wine, watercress and chrysanthemum, blooming in low bloom, sipping sake, appreciating the worldly beauties chrysanthemum, savoring the three thousand things in the floating world. A person's past is shrouded in layers of fog. To clear away the clouds and see the moon, you need the clarity after the wine has settled. But what can be encountered but cannot be sought is that glass of sake that has calmed down over time.

The Holy Light is a blessing, the Book of Light helps all living beings, and the Holy Sword cuts off all pursuits of darkness. Miracles of light fall across the continent. If darkness tightens justice, who should God's believers pray for? The aroma of yellow chestnut taro wafts one after another, the dark wizard descends, a crack is opened in the blue night sky, and black lines are attached and rippled: For the past fifteen years, Tuan has been following her mother's advice, praying for the light and believing in the light. Therefore, even when there was only a piece of yellow chestnut taro cake in her bowl, she would rather go hungry and offer the cake in front of the statue of the god Zhuan. In the end, her father left them, and the home where she grew up was sold. The manor became a hotbed of misery, and Guangming never responded to her cry. On the night of Tao An's sixteenth birthday, she held a delicate white hand crawling out of the dark abyss. After hesitation, she handed the yellow chestnut taro cake on the plate to the adult wearing a cold and terrifying black robe. From that moment, the wings of salvation pulled her out of this terrifying place of despair. I don't care how others judge whether justice is good or bad, and I don't care how the Blade of Light divides everything that is reasonable. I only understand that it was darkness that allowed me to meet you, and I never thought about being separated from you again.