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"It's not me..." The originally cold and aloof girl collapsed on the ground, watching helplessly as the person she longed for held another woman's hand. "You really make me sick." Ning Zichen's words were like a sharp blade, which made her heartache. But even such a person once loved her to the core. Xia Xiyue stayed where she was, looking at him in disbelief, and asked with slightly trembling lips: "You don't believe me?" "Are you worthy?" Ning Zichen didn't even look at her once when he spoke, but she remembered it inappropriately. "Idiot, I'm here." "Don't be afraid, stand behind me." "But I can't do it without you." "We'll get married in a few years." "Marry me." Seven years later, these words are still fresh in Xia Xiyue's memory, but at that time, all her eyes were filled with her own boys, but her appearance changed unknowingly. Becoming so unfamiliar. The eldest lady of the Xia family who once refused to let others stay thousands of miles away, under the leadership of that handsome young man, felt the warmth and warmth of human relationships, dimmed the lights, and felt the beauty of the world bit by bit. At that time, she once thought that he was the light that led her to escape from the abyss of loneliness. Only in the end did she realize that this so-called light was just a redefined abyss.

That year in Chang'an under the moon "I will order a large sedan chair with eight carriages, three letters and six etiquettes, and promise you ten miles of red makeup, a life-long marriage, and you will live up to Chang'an and your Majesty." "Jun Wushang, please let me go." "No matter where I am in the world, I will definitely bring you back." Things changed and people changed, he imprisoned her beside him, and she was targeted everywhere by the concubines in his harem. "Just stay here in Liluan Palace for me and never step out in this life." She thought he believed someone else's frame-up, but in fact he just wanted to protect her, and by the way... Let her stay with him forever. The two countries were at war, but they finally met each other. "Jun Wushang..." The moment the arrow hit him, she tried her best to stand in front of him, guarding him for thousands of miles. The enemy was defeated and she was imprisoned, waiting to be executed. "Jiu Shang, wait for me, I won't let anything happen to you." Although she smiled and nodded, she still couldn't believe him. On the carriage going to the execution ground, she forcibly knocked over the carriage, but unexpectedly the carriage fell off the cliff. He watched helplessly as she fell, and her black hair suddenly turned into white hair. He gently held her cheek and looked at the charming lines at the end of her eyes. "What on earth have you experienced..." She was slightly startled and said, "The common girl and His Majesty are strangers to each other." After many years, he still couldn't let go of his resentment towards her even though he was sitting on the throne. "If there is no you in this world, what hope will there be?" In the end, he realized that compared to the world, all he wanted was her. He is a wise king who manages the world well, but he is always emotionally confused.

The beginning of fate is also the countdown to farewell. When everything ends, what is left will be uneasy after all. The funny encounter, the clumsy love, the hands clasped in front of everyone, the expectations before school, the missed last bus, the nine hundred and ninety-nine paper cranes at night, and the unsatisfactory ending, this is the story of Ye Junyao and Mu Yiming, and also their youth. After they met, they discovered that the accidents and coincidences around them were all related to each other, and the distance between them became closer and closer. However, the incompatibility of personalities was infinitely magnified by time, resulting in irreconcilable conflicts. People who clearly loved each other could no longer get closer. After spending so many years on each other, in the end, they only had an unresolved disagreement. "Can you be as passionate about me as you were at first?"