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The world is like a fleeting horse, just like a fleeting moment. Is there ever a moment that made you miss the mortals? Like a drop in the ocean, like an ant. Is there ever a moment that moved you? God's life is endless, but it's like a blank sheet of paper. Who is it? A person will leave words and ink on the paper in his lifetime. The white horse passing by, the love, hate and sorrow, who will be hidden in the bottom of his heart. She was innocently involved in the love, hate and sorrow between them and died as a martyr to save the world. In order to get her, he destroyed the world. In order to reshape her body, he and the others arbitrarily used the secrets of heaven and earth. For her, they were willing to sacrifice their lives and dig out their hearts... Shed all their blood... And turn into ashes. And who would she do it for... The direction of her heart, she couldn't help it... And walked into the tribulation of love. All tribulations are fate, and tribulations continue fate and fate overcomes tribulations. In the past, if the years pass by, if we go back to the past, whether we can go back to the past few lives, all the fates are sweeping through our hearts. How should she achieve love in this world? How should she make a choice?