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Autumn wind disturbs the stars. Hiding behind the blue sky during the day, I can't find a trace of fluorescence.
In the empty pavilion, I can't smell a human voice. It is as quiet as a butterfly scattered around an empty city, looking for sparse flowers that are no longer lush in the garden to extract tasteless liquid.
Du Yan Yong, alone in an empty coat, was stunned by what he saw. Purple sleeve hasn't officially put on a red wedding dress, and he is unwilling. It's just that he won't go home at night like a cicada and complain to his mother, hoping to save something.
In fact, he knows that the big cousin's heart has long been occupied by purple sleeves, and it is impossible to move his heart away from love, just as his uncle insisted on marrying Su Guan as a second wife regardless of his aunt's opposition.
He lamented in his heart that the person he loved could not return this love.
Master Biao heard that you didn't go to the studio for lunch at noon. Purple Sleeve specially made some appetizers for you. Come and have a taste!
Yuan Zixiu called Du, and Du became speechless on the windowsill.
He came to his senses and stared at a bright face with a sly smile. Naturally, he was led by her clear pupil and left the inclined copper window lattice. He strolled to her open chair and sat down.
Why are you? He was surprised to see her here.
All the other maids are busy with Miss Qu Gongzi's marriage, so I'm the only one who has the least time, so I'll be an errand boy! She kept setting the dishes while talking. ……