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The first dream I had in my life was the meeting in the snowy hut that year. He raised his pretty eyebrows and glanced at the little girl who only reached his chest, his dark brown eyes full of disdain. You'd better call your master to see me quickly, otherwise... The cold moon glowed with a cold light. She stared at her big, watery eyes, wondering how there could be such a frivolous person in the world. The floating dream is the reunion that day in Qi. He was wearing a bright red wedding dress, and his long hair was tied high and fluttering in the wind. Come over. He hooked his hand at her, his iceberg face still slumped. She was reluctant but had to go. I thought to myself that I am not a puppy, so I will go over if you hook your hand. What woke me up from the dream was his cold voice in the Jinluan Hall at that moment. "I, Yun Muxuan, have nothing to do with you anymore. From now on, the bridge will return to the bridge, and the road will return to the road." The years are silent, darkly tracing eyebrows and concealing feelings.