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There are countless trees on the streets of Chang'an, only separated by weeping poplar tubes.
A long, long time later, when Mo Yang was in another country, every time she heard someone calling her this name, she would think of that person's faint smile when she told him this made-up pseudonym in a serious manner.
Who would have thought that breaking off a willow tree and giving it away to others would cost a thousand years.
(There are many private settings, and some plot endings will be changed, such as Fukalos and the End of Death)
Intention: A short separation is for a long eternity