You Never Tire of the Strings

Jin Xian never even knew that he had begged for the chance to live his life over again. When they met once more, he didn't even recognize him.

When first we met, it felt as if an old friend had returned.

"Jun Buyan, wait for me." She watched the figure growing smaller in the distance with a radiant smile, thinking to herself.

"No matter how long it takes, I'll wait for you." He reached out, clasped the bone flute hanging at his waist, and smiled.