This is a tragic love song about sadomasochism. There is a kind of life that cannot be controlled by one's own control. Only those who have been hit by life can understand it. It is dedicated to every ordinary person who has swallowed the grievances in life. If you have ever believed in love, have a heart-wrenching memory, and want to cry, please read this book. If you haven't shed a single tear after reading this book, please leave a message and the author will name and apologize in the postscript.
This is a late Tang elegy submerged in blood and dust.
This is a story about obsession, miss and self-redemption. There is no cheating with the halo of the protagonist, only the reality of struggling under the torrent of history. When the truth is revealed bit by bit over the long years, can the peach blossoms in Luoshui bloom again?
The person who returned has not returned, and the knife has broken his heart.
If you could do it over again, would you still be willing to meet the person who was destined to break your heart that autumn?
Intention: Love and protection can withstand the passage of time.