The red sun is on his head but his face is haggard.
I have never done anything wrong in my life,
Why destroy half the sky.
There is no longer admiring the moon in front of the window,
Liuxia recites poems and hates shadows.
Who can predict the unexpected?
?Admonish the king to mourn for Kang'an.
(My friend's lover passed away yesterday. He was in his prime of life and had a bright future. I am deeply sorry) (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com