Chapter 270
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The first thing I did when I got back at night was to look at the latest update. 42 PM. Wah, Longan's little universe exploded ~ I'm so happy. But, I cried from the beginning until the end, I couldn't bear to look back.
At the beginning of this article, I was still a little doubtful. How could the Fu Yao of that time, with his mediocre martial arts, and his stunning beauty, be able to make the Crown Prince fall in love with him so wholeheartedly?
But Longan's style has always been unconventional, unlike many novels that write about love at first sight without rhyme or reason. Thinking about it today, it should be because of this origin. Longan, your writing is so realistic. If a person has painful memories, even if their bones were broken, they wouldn't be willing to recall them. They wouldn't even be willing to see anything related to the past, as if their memories would automatically close off to protect themselves. Because the heart will ache, at the beginning it might be a short and intense attack, but after that, it will be a lingering entanglement, a long period of entanglement, cutting the heart piece by piece. When I was young, I experienced an accident in my family, and in the years that followed, I never dared to think back to the past. Even so, I still occasionally wake up crying at night. But, compared to Fu Yao's suffering, the destruction of my family is so insignificant.
What a pitiful 5 year old child, the pain of his body is secondary; he still has to use his mature mind and weak body to clearly feel everything, silently enduring the humiliation, but he can only endure it, powerless to do anything. Fate is cruel to the extreme.
I've often heard people say, behind the glory in front of people, there are many untold hardships. If Wuji, Little Zhan, and the others are lonely at the top, then, Fu Yao, what are you?
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