There is a novel in which the heroine's surname is Ling and the hero's surname is Mo Mo. The heroine travels from present to ancient times, and it is a book about cultivating immortals. The male protagonist's identity in the next term is the regent of a small dynasty. The male protagonist was originally a high-ranking person in the previous term. This is a novel about strong women. The female protagonist climbed up step by step.
The morning fog had not completely dissipated from the river. Jane Wei stepped on the creaking teak floor with her bare feet. When her silk nightgown swept across the window sill, she knocked over the wine bottle boats arranged side by side. The fine sand brought back from the Erhai Lake five years ago floats in the celadon bottle, and is now slowly flowing along the mast of the "Zhaoyang" sailing model. The smell of roasted shrimp roe wafted from the kitchen. She leaned against the door frame and watched Zhaoyang arrange the three shrimp noodles into a Möbius strip shape. The man wore a faded platinum ring on the little finger of his left hand. When cutting ginger, it collided with the wedding ring and made a ringing sound. "Fang Yuan transplanted the ginkgo last month," he suddenly said, "the first golden leaf that fell off was made into a bookmark by CC." Jian Wei's silver spoon made ripples in the noodle soup, and the shrimp brains steamed from twenty-year-old Huadiao condensed into amber clouds. The red string bells on her ankles suddenly rang softly, and her daughter's laughter came from outside the glass study room. A five-year-old girl rushed in holding a loose-leaf book. On the yellowed paper was a crooked drawing of a house with a rooftop. "Mom, look!" Traces of childlike ink blurred next to the words "City in the Sky", "I added a rotating music box!" When Zhaoyang hugged his daughter, her braided ginkgo leaf hairpin brushed his chin - it was exactly the maple leaf specimen that Jane Wei sent back from New York that year. The afternoon sun passed through the twelfth ginkgo tree by the river, casting light spots on Jian Wei's new architectural model. Zhaoyang squatted in the tea room to repair the perfume wishing bottle that had been knocked down by his daughter. The 1947 Dior True Essence was seeping into the floor tiles along the cracks in the cobblestones. He suddenly touched the raised notch on the bottom of the bottle. He held it up to the light and saw that it was "ZY & JW 2012". "Dad!" The daughter ran from the backyard holding a loose-leaf book, with the fragrance of woody flowers in her hair. When Zhao Yang turned around, he saw Jian Wei teaching her children to identify constellation charts under the ginkgo tree. The champagne-colored silk scarf was wrapped around the book "Reminiscences of Lost Time" - the pages of the book contained fragments of the water lanterns they had left on the moat when they were 18 years old. As dusk grew darker, CC rode a modified tricycle to deliver freshly roasted coffee beans. Lying in the bed of the car was the guitar that Zhaoyang used to sell as a singer, and half a titanium alloy button suddenly fell out of the middle of the guitar case. When Jian Wei bent down to pick it up, the sapphire pendant around her neck slipped out of her collar, and the "Z & S" laser-engraved on the inside rippled in the sunset. After nightfall, drizzle began to fall on the moat, and Zhao Yang was organizing his daughter's paintings in the glass study room. The latest page of the loose-leaf book shows a ginkgo tree wearing a wedding ring. There are wine bottles, boats and perfume bottles hidden in the tree holes. He opened the time capsule from 2012. The postmarks on the 365 letters formed a galaxy under the desk lamp, and the paint seal on the last envelope still had Jian Wei's lipstick mark stuck on it. A sky lantern suddenly rose across the river, and "City in the Sky" written by my daughter with a highlighter appeared in the warm yellow light. Jian Wei was wrapped in Zhaoyang's old suit and leaned against the door. The Jaeger-LeCoultre dial on her wrist reflected the stars in the sky. The platinum ring on her ring finger shimmered, catching a falling ginkgo leaf, and the last note of "Castle in the Sky" was hidden in the veins of the leaf.
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