Mr. Cao Xueqin once said that Changmen West Street was one of the most prosperous and elegant places in the mortal world.
Wei Shu thought she stood on the stage while he leaned against a vermilion railing. The hall resounded with applause, filled with distinguished guests, and he would always be no more than a guest in the audience.
She never imagined that life was like a dream, and in that dream she would find herself in that prosperous, elegant place.
Zhou Zhangyan listened to an opera that could never be sung to its end.
2026.2.12
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