![Yao Chen's sad past: his father borrowed money for himself all over the world, and his hair turned gray[fig]](data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAP///wAAACwAAAAAAQABAAACAkQBADs=)
In the past, the clouds and smoke (1) were unconscious, but it was early winter, and the street lights of the night were scattered in the fog. The cold air of the desert is shining, illuminated by a bright neon halo, revealing an indescribable ambiguity...
11-10
This night is destined to be a sleepless night. Song Qingyang closed his eyes and lay on the bed, but what came to mind was every detail of his past with Ma Zijue. Twenty-three years ago, she was associated with...
11-08
It turned out that I was alone in naivety, sealing my heart, no one could enter, I could never open it, fate and division were only on the front line, and turning around was getting farther and farther away, and there was no intersection. Before that...
11-08
