People say that Lin Daiyu's life is as thin as paper. She will die in the dust after all her tears, and she cannot escape the Red Mansion in vain.
Everyone pitied her for her weakness, and everyone advised her to accept her fate.
Until that day, the great sage Qitian, who had made a loud noise for nine days and suppressed thousands of demons, shattered the illusion of the Jia family and landed in her deserted Xiaoxiang Pavilion.
He is not afraid of the gods and Buddhas in the sky, and he does not listen to the commandments of the Nine Heavens.
But I only saw Miss Lin weeping by the window, and the stone monkey, who was as unruly as the sky, gathered all his sharpness and did not dare to disturb her in the slightest.
She said: My destiny is up to God, not me.
He was angry: Your fate is up to me, not to God! If the sky wants you to die, I will destroy the sky.
The moral code of the world cannot trap her, and the destiny in the sky cannot trap him.
The gentle and fragile crimson grass, the unruly and brave solitary fairy in the stone.
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