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I have two identities in this life. The former one has a deep affection for him, and the latter one has a shallow affection for him. I want to use this way to let him remember me. Maybe he can't remember me, but the immortal has lived too long. These are all delusions that I can think about but cannot say. After a long time, I finally understood: There is always a kind of woman in this world. They never compete with others, but there will always be someone who brings all the best and most beautiful things in the world to their eyes. I won't be that kind of woman, and I've never had that kind of luck. All love in the world is false. Now I have left this dream and will never come back.

Under the compulsory recommendation of the Yinan Ping correction system, I traveled through [Golden Years] Li Junna and returned to the day when I just took up the post as Fang Guowei's secretary. I started from the beginning to conquer this infatuated beauty from the beginning with zero favorability.

Qing Deng has dedicated his body and mind to the Buddha since he was a child. His mission is to save all sentient beings. This is the life that Qing Deng has already destined for, and my encounter with him is just a catastrophe that he must go through on his way to becoming a Buddha. Like a dream or an illusion, both false and true. For him, it is a good thing, and he will be able to achieve positive results after passing it. But to him, I responded to the Buddha's saying: Don't say it. But I just don't believe it. Guarding him and chasing him is an eternal green lotus in my heart. Will a white fox and an eminent monk destined to become a Buddha come true? Or crazy?

Shen Ningshuang died in the New Year at the age of twenty. The heavy snow fell on the mountains and rivers of Daxuan like cotton wool. She died like this, on her husband's happy day. She thought about a lot of things. Not only was the twisted melon not sweet, but eating it might cause food poisoning. So after her rebirth, she decided to be a chic princess with her hands in her trouser pockets and no one loved her. But why... Everyone around her seems to be in trouble, and all the secrets will be revealed one by one. The final day of her twenties is coming, and when her country is ruined and her family is destroyed, who will be her beacon? Shen Ningshuang may never know that there was a person who died for her in the spring breeze of Asakusa in Daxuan. He did not even leave a single white bone and turned into a speechless loess. The sky and the earth were sparse. No one has seen him again since then.

Chao Ning felt that the greatest misfortune in her life was meeting Song Yu. She wanted to pull up that young man who was stuck in the mire all his life, like frost and snow, and be a bright light for him. But she failed to save him in the end, and even pushed him into the abyss with her own hands. Chao Ning felt that the greatest blessing in her life was meeting Song Yu. From then on, it was a long journey, but there was someone who protected her and loved her without asking for another life. But after all, she took a different path from him and ended up in a different destination. Before Chao Ning became a general, she had her father and brother as her backers, and she was arrogant and did not know the feeling of sorrow. In the boudoir, I also thought about the young man wearing bright clothes and angry horses riding across the long street, bringing flowers all the way, raising eyebrows with her, going and returning together with her. But she knew very well that there was no way she could ever be with Song Yu, whom she loved the most. "Qisi, you are like the morning mist and frost and snow in this winter, so misty and fleeting. I only blinked my eyes and then you disappeared in a hurry."