Immortal Love Double Life Tribulation

The stars fell and transformed into spiritual butterflies. The wasted years, all the love and hate. If it weren't for the glimmer of the stars, how could it dispel the gloom on the road ahead and point out the direction of the heart. The stars and stars are all bright for a moment; The involvement of bonds creates the love of this life; Without the baptism of thunder, how could we have you and me?