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A certain magazine's annual selection of the person most jealous of women - a certain kitten was unanimously voted first. Luo Qing'er held the fish fillet in her mouth, looking confused. Meow meow meow? Jealous of her? What does she have to be jealous of? Isn't it just that she has fresh sashimi flown in every day to eat, a 500-square-meter mansion in the city center as a cat house, and by the way, the most handsome and wealthy man in S City gives her a bath and lulls her hair? Besides, what else could she be jealous of? Girls: Shut up! After turning into a cat, Luo Qing'er once felt that the simplest thing in the world was to be a cat, meowing when she was hungry and meowing when she was bullied. But it wasn't until one day when he saw her transforming into a human being and running away from the mansion wrapped in a quilt that he finally understood with tears in her eyes: It's not easy to be a cat from a wealthy family!

"What if you had to choose again?" It's a pity that Feng Liao didn't have a second chance to choose. She stayed in a small corner of the long history of the Han Dynasty. She missed the moonlight of the Crescent Spring next to Qilian a thousand years later. She knew that the city next to Qilian Mountain was lit up in the moonlight, and one of the lights was left for her, but she had no chance to see it again.

Three years surround you, year after year, not just these three years. Everything is fine, just don't meet her again.