Lin Yuyao had just passed the college entrance examination and was preparing to relax completely.
But unexpectedly, a car accident suddenly occurred, and she was ruthlessly thrown into the vortex of the troubled times a thousand years ago.
The bloody war in the history books hung upside down above her head. She wore the body of the girl with the same name, hiding her eyes that did not belong to this era, trying to hide her traces in the conspiracy that was not recorded in the history books.
She once said that life and death are determined by fate, and everything depends on fate. Keep yourself safe and be wise in protecting yourself.
She saw the blade dormant in the moonlight, swallowing the shadow of the unresolved embers alone; she saw all kinds of sadness soaked in the ink, and the cranes trapped in the dark night stopped at dawn; she saw that the young man under the disguise was no longer spirited, and only a pair of eyes that could separate the truth remained.
When the last string broke, the blood-stained golden bell shook out the hatred that overturned the country. The begonias under the palace wall withered overnight, the pipa fell into the dust again, and the kite was burned in the flames of war.
She could no longer stand by and watch.
She wanted to catch the shadows falling into the abyss, trying to raise the flag of rebellion against fate.
However, even if we look back thousands of miles away, our old friends will never be seen again. This chess game in which people's hearts are at stake, and life and death are at stake, has long been played by no one. Only the wind passing through the hall swept away the last unsettled dust.
Thousands of years later, the sound of the piano pierced the fog of memory and became the only proof of her existence.
No one knows why someone is guarding the gap in reincarnation, carving unspoken love into an inscription, waiting for a fateful reunion.
No one knows why a lonely bouquet of chrysanthemums is placed in front of the ginkgo tree that has stood for thousands of years on the outskirts of the city every Qingming Festival.
Intention: I set up a high platform to look down on all living beings
