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When all the stories come to the end, I wonder if you still remember that the flowers on the other side are the testimony of our love. However, when I am wandering on the other side, I wonder if you know that I am waiting for you. The residual flowers are fragrant, and the tears flow away. I am willing to use my remaining love to make you happy, even though I know I will be black and blue. All the pieces just float back and forth in this dead end.
It was snowing all over the sky, and she nestled quietly in his arms. Blood stained the thick snow on the ground.
She smiled and said, "I remember a person who loves you with my life." A drop of enchanting cinnabar suddenly appeared in her eyebrows, and that drop of cinnabar will always be reflected in his heart.
This is the last sentence she said to him, the first time and the last time. Her hand slipped mercilessly from his face and she died. Her body turned into dots and dissipated between the three realms. He tried desperately to catch it, but he couldn't catch anything, and his tears fell feebly.
On the other side, she paced among the flowers, quietly smelling the flowers on the other side. What happened was replayed like a movie, and she smiled bitterly. At the moment of drinking Meng Po Tang, the needle-like pain spread all over the body. When she woke up, she found herself in another world, illusory and charming.
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She stood on the hill and watched. ...
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