monjun2223:34:00cst2015

At first sight, the son was like jade, looking back at the city. I thought he was a man as light as the vastness, but the unintentional tenderness between his eyes, and the faint smile on the corners of his lips can always arouse the admiration in people's hearts. Goodbye, Childe is like ink, and his dark eyes are deep. If there is no responsibility, how can he be scheming? The responsibility is so heavy that he has even forgotten his original sincerity, his love is too rational, with a strong sense of purpose and control, just like ink touching the paper, between black and white, how can he distinguish between right and wrong? Because he is alone, he is destined not to be happy with enmity, idle clouds and wild cranes. Because he is lonely, he is destined not to be able to sing the peach blossom fan at the bottom of the wind, and the blue sea tide is pressed by the jade flute. He could only lie down in the streamer, and his smoky blue back was endlessly unattainable and silently lonely. Xinya, you must be kind to Dugu, maybe because I wrote a similar character myself, so I can better understand the kind of despair that I want and can't get, want and can't want, Rong Yunmo in my text is also this type, in the words of the heroine, it is explained that 'because there is nothing, he can get everything', extraordinary domineering and possession are actually because of loneliness. So, please be kind to him.