In my mind, there has always been such a beautiful young man wearing a high hat.
He has long dark purple hair that glows with silver, deep light purple eyes, and a thin layer of purple lips.
He is as naughty as a child, as mysterious as the sea, and as wise as the forest.
Everything about him captured my heart, and I was willing to give my soul to him.
The name of this charming young man is Sawei, Fujiwara Sawei.
When I saw Zuo Wei holding his cloth and holding a folding fan, my heart moved. When I saw Zuo Wei shed tears after finally touching Go after a hundred years, my heart ached. When I saw Zuo Wei disappear into the air without a trace, my heart ached.
I don't want to give up. I couldn't bear to see such an elegant and elegant young man disappear into the world of mortals.
Hence this article.
I know I'm not good at writing, but I just want to do something for the hole in my heart.
Just think of it as self-comfort.
Um.
PS: Since I don't want to damage the original work, please treat this article as a narrative of Chess Soul. Of course, sometimes some scenes will be deleted due to special needs... The plot, cp, and coding speed are all clouds...