He was rescued on a rainy night in the Star Forest.
From then on, I had a destination and a path to pursue throughout my life.
The man was dressed in white as snow, standing with his hands behind his back, leading him into the door of the sword.
Holding the sword, standing still, swinging the sword - day after day, year after year.
Later he learned that there were three levels of swordsmanship.
One is the sword in the hand, the second is the sword in the heart, and the third is——
He made his own way.
The heart of the sword is like frost, and the intention of the sword is like ice.
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Someone asked him what was the luckiest thing in his life.
He was silent for a long time.
It's not the roads we walked on later, it's not the height we stood on later.
But that rainy night, someone stretched out his hand.
Get him started, protect him as he grows, and watch him travel far.
Finally, watch him walk out on his own path.
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The years are long, but fortunately you are by my side.
Reading Guide
· No CP, mainly master-disciple relationship, swordsmanship inheritance, family relationship
· Growth direction, starting from holding the sword, step by step to find your own path
· Warmth and healing, no abuse of the owner, no BEing
· Private facilities are like mountains, please do not research
Purpose: Dedicated to all those who want to be treated gently