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A tall figure stood on the endless beach. His flawless face accentuated his handsomeness!

The bright moonlight shone lightly on the handsome young man, and the stars around him sparkled. It was as if he was an angel who had fallen into the world, spotless and had nothing to do with the secular world.

It was as if he was specially made to survive in another dimension of this world.

Behind him, the plain black orchid danced in the sky, and its petals, driven by the refreshing sea breeze, swirled in the sky, forming a beautiful snow-white arc. It made the young man look more like a messenger from the heavens…

In the wind, her long and narrow phoenix eyes looked less vicious and more desolate under the hazy moonlight.

However, his eyes never left the calm sea! It was as if he was overwhelmed by the magnificence of the sea, but it was also as if his soul was captured by the beauty of the black orchids dancing on the sea.

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People said that the sea was the most broad-minded because it could accommodate all rivers. Therefore, it could accommodate both the sea and the river. Then, people compared it to the common wish of every white-collar worker in a busy city-not selfish for personal interests! He was broad-minded…

Therefore, there was a saying that went,"A wide range of rivers flows, and tolerance is great."

It was said that the sea was the arrow in the hands of the goddess of love, Cupid, who lost it to the world in revenge for Apollo's mockery. Then, it transformed into thousands of rivers. Although it was an arrow of destruction, as long as the people in love saw the purple light of happiness that belonged to him by the sea, the sea could bring happiness to the people in love! Therefore, the sea had become the " holy land " for all lovers.

There were also people who said that the sea was a box of anger when Jingwei reclaimed the sea. If anyone was unhappy, as long as they said the sorrows and secret words in their hearts to the sea, it would be able to eliminate their sorrows and confusion. To give life to a new man.

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He remembered that someone once said that the ink orchid was the purest and simplest flower in the world, but it was unforgettable.

Because the black orchid didn't have a bewitching posture or a proud temperament, nor did it have any eye-catching colors.

A thousand years ago, the Black Orchid was originally purple and would bloom all year round. In spring and summer, it hid in the mountains. In autumn and winter, it blooms all over the mountains and plains; Unceasing for a thousand years! He had witnessed many of the purest and most beautiful loves in the world. Therefore, from then on, Zi Molan began to symbolize the pure love of " undying, never giving up ". However, this was just a legend, a beautiful but unreal legend! This was because no one had seen Zi Molan before.

Now, it bloomed in the autumn when golden butterflies danced and red maples were like fire, and withered in the spring when all things were reborn and the breeze caressed. It only bloomed silently in the dead of night, not competing with the flowers.

It had a light fragrance. This fragrance was different from lilies and gardenias. It smelled very soft and not pungent. It could instantly make people feel relaxed and happy. Therefore, people often made its petals into specimens and sachets.

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The young man looked at the specks of starlight on the surface of the sea, and a trace of gentleness flashed across his long and narrow phoenix eyes.

Back then, it was here…

Back then, this was the scene…

Back then, he had a different heart…

Scenes played in the young man's mind like a slide show. The sealed memory box was opened again. The rare gentleness in his black pupils turned into a faint melancholy and endless loss.

His gaze instantly turned cold and emotionless.

The next second, the young man turned around and left the beach. All that was left behind was a long trail of footprints, as if they were the growth rings left behind by the years. Each circle was deeper than the last, and each step was heavier than the last, filled with bitter tears.

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