Book Synopsis
If life could offer me another choice, I would still wish to die in his embrace. Lan Sheng, let my sister take my place and bring you happiness!
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Autumn has come to an end, and the flowers have withered.
The cold wind swept through, knocking down a portrait from the wall. Liu Jingjing seemed to see herself in that painting, her brows and eyes curved, her gaze bright, reminiscent of the moment she first met Fang Lansheng.
Deep within Guomin Street, the bluestone was stained red, and in the blink of an eye, the harshest winter had arrived.
Yet, there were no longer any women with lowered brows and flushed cheeks gracing the bluestone.
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