Tag Jian Wang 3/Ce Zang/Qin Feng×Ye Huai/Sadomasochism/BE Aesthetics/OE
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A promise from the West Lake, thousands of miles away from the mountains, broken swords and broken flowers, we miss each other in the wind and snow for the rest of our lives.
That year, the setting sun on the West Lake melted gold, and Ye Huai, a young man with a hidden sword, and Qin Feng, a young general from Tiance, made an oath to see the mountains and rivers side by side. Three years later, the smoke suddenly rose, and the blood and fire reunited at Yumen Pass. One protected each other with his life, and the other cut out his flesh and carried it alone. On a snowy night, drunken whispers call out old names; on a sword-breaking day, blood splatters on the deceased. From then on, the peaches in the south of the Yangtze River did not bloom, and the sword in the north of the Great Wall hung. Until one day, a bag of dried peach buds suddenly appeared in the sea buckthorn bush outside the pass, and on the stone table in Tinghe Garden, there was a box of bitter thorn seeds from the north. Thousands of miles apart and surrounded by mountains, they thought the story had already ended on that snowy morning - but they didn't know that the deepest longing for each other could bury the faintest "maybe".
Intention: Difficult to calm down