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The story of the moon and the abyss
Love did not make war show mercy, and war did not make love disappear.
This is a story about female growth.
"It took me fifty years to understand one thing."
"If you love him, you don't regret it. If you become yourself, you don't regret it."
In the spring of 1934, 18-year-old Song Lingzhi stepped into the Yan family's deep residence.
He is the patriarch of the clan who has been widowed for many years. He is known as the "Strict Sage". He is disciplined and self-possessed, and does not approach women.
She thought he was a benefactor, and he thought she was a passer-by.
But love is like spring grass, growing wildly in corners where no one sees it.
One cannot say it, and the other dare not admit it.
Until the war approached Jiangnan, he put on the inner garment she had sewn during the fire in the ancestral hall and placed her token in front of the ancestral tablet - "Ganoderma lucidum, is my wife."
[Reading Tips]
1. It is not a cool novel, it is slow and focuses on the fate of characters and the current of the times.
2. Respect history and have a tragic ending.
3. In group portrait writing, every character has his or her own light. If you don't like it, don't come in.
4. He loved her, but he could only send her away; she missed him and spent the rest of her life writing a wordless love letter.
5. A middle-aged senior manager of social animals in a semi-feudal and semi-colonial society × a Kapibala girl from a garbage native family with a stable mentality
Intent: This is a story about restraint: the emotion of restraint. In an era of restraint, how a person lives, loves and chooses decently.