[Two male leads, 1v1, both pure, both strong, set in Southern Xinjiang, with a touch of an ensemble cast]
You are the third month of spring in this world, the one I await in every season.
You were a fleeting glimpse of brilliance in the springtime of my life. Since then, there has been no one else in my seasons.
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[With the blood from my fingertips, I sever my ties to the mortal world]
[From this day on, my worldly ties are cut. I will follow your every command]
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The young man gradually walks away, disappearing into the mountains.
Perhaps this is the freedom and lack of restraint he has sought all his life.
May the young man find freedom in the green hills.
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Today's outcome may well be the cause of tomorrow.
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Content warning: There are lots of side couples. Even a flower plucked by the roadside or a blade of grass can end up paired with someone!
The point of view shifts, depending on what I feel like while writing.
There is reincarnation.
