Qiangqiang, Xianxia cultivation, dual perspective, HE
Someone cast a spell in the past to bring him back to the world from the underworld.
It was cool in the ruined temple, and Lin Yi held his warm palm, but he didn't know who was calling him back.
Thousands of miles away, facing the osmanthus trees, Xiao Han recited the words "goodbye" thousands of times. Hidden in the tight hair tie was an obsession that no one knew about.
They looked at each other across life and death, and met again in fate.
——I forgot about Kyushu, I will try my best to update it~
Concept: Xiao Han and Lin Yi