Although there is no love, it has been recited for thousands of years.
She cried bitterly in the shower, she washed her husband's blood off her body, but she couldn't wipe it from her heart.
In an instant, she lived from the clouds, fell to the mortal world, and suffered the most ruthless and cruel side of fate.
He did this to arouse her jealousy and hope that she would cherish and respect him more.
In her life, she has never been just herself.
The beautiful appearance in the nostalgic red dust, but the truth is seen in the sad indulgence. The pain is always his own, there is no sharing, only watching. Being in Gaozhan is the starting point of scars. When losing, owning is the opposite choice. The more happiness, the deeper the bitter fruit. Turning around is the last touch of the chessboard.
Everyone has their own story, and it will never be seen through the window.
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