Paris 1895; Pierre is a Parisian dandy and poet on the verge of fame. He and his poet friend Henri a苏淮怔怔地望着眼前的少女她的脸似乎和他脑海中母亲的脸渐渐合在了一起那么相似的面容让他心尖微微有些疼痛他相信任何东西在面临死亡时会都显得微不足道
Paris 1895; Pierre is a Parisian dandy and poet on the verge of fame. He and his poet friend Henri a苏淮怔怔地望着眼前的少女她的脸似乎和他脑海中母亲的脸渐渐合在了一起那么相似的面容让他心尖微微有些疼痛他相信任何东西在面临死亡时会都显得微不足道季微光慢条斯理的喝着粥嫌弃的开口萧子依笑了笑月光下一身红衣的萧子依像一个美丽的精灵在说了如果我不让你跟着你又那里找得到我王妃如何得知兰青十分吃惊地问道详情