The Only True Story of Hehuan Valley

He was born in the calamity of abandoned babies, but grew up in the rouge and tenderness of Hehuan Valley. Yue Qingying picked him up from the dust, and he became the only green bamboo in this country of fragrances - full of evil spirits, but he was cared for and grew up by countless hands. He speaks freely, laughs and curses as he pleases, and his romantic attitude seems to come from his bones. When his senior sister sewed clothes for him, he said, "Senior sister's needlework is embroidery on the tip of my heart." When his junior sister handed him medicine for his wounds, he smiled and sighed, "This is not medicine at all. It is clearly the sweetness that seduces my soul." Everyone said that he was cynical and the most unruly wind in Hehuan Valley. But there is a blade in the wind and a sharp edge in the shadow. If someone bullies him in Hehuan Valley, he will turn into a Shura who cuts grass - he will not return until he sees blood, and he will never harvest roots. There was still a smile on his lips, but his eyes were filled with ice of the underworld. He said: "We, the people of Hehuan Valley, are the only ones who can bully... Outsiders, we are not worthy." But in front of Yue Qingying, beside the sisters who treated him sincerely, he was the innocent boy he was at the beginning. You can kneel down to accept the punishment, you can protect each other with your life, you can hold the hot heart underneath the cynicism without reservation. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.