Xu Wan was born smart and handsome, and had not lost her baby fat at a young age, so she was lucky enough to hang out with a bunch of brothers and sisters, and she was just his playful younger brother. She was determined to be single, but she was born with a bad problem, that is, she couldn't see the beauty sad, couldn't hear the beauty's confession, and couldn't help coaxing her when she saw the former; when she heard the latter... She was at a loss, cursing herself in her heart and running away!
Jiang Qingyun also has an astonishing appearance. He stands upright and has a cold expression in front of outsiders, but secretly eavesdrops, peeks, and hates. His emotions are all attracted by someone who is rotten, and he has become worthless!
I am a happy ranger who rides horses by the grassy shore. Although you always call me an unenlightened little monk, it doesn't matter whether I am a ranger or a young monk. How can you, a cold, delicate and slimy beauty, with a peach blossom face and a tall horse block my way? How could I not dare to hide but be reluctant to run away?
I am a stubborn person, an unenlightened monk. I should have been able to travel around the great rivers and mountains without any worries, but I was inspired by you. I turned over and fell off my horse. I jumped from the grass on the bank and got on this awning boat, which was swaying in the wind and encountered dangers from wind and waves at any time. The reason was not without reason. It was all because of the beautiful woman sitting on the bow...
I admitted my defeat, calmed down my mind, and was ready to stand by you through thick and thin, but I got carried away... I don't remember telling you: "My destiny is against a lonely star, and I get what I want..."
It was originally a casual joke, just to push you away, but it turned out to be a prophecy. I fell from the awning boat and drifted with the boat. I was soaked in the river and could no longer stand up or get on my horse...
Purpose: I wrote it for myself who was addicted to such novels at that time. I'm afraid it would be difficult to write a story about love and love.