Qingxu Sword Master Xie Huai has been secretly in love with Wanfa Immortal Master Shen Qingya for three hundred years.
Three hundred years ago, he said to Shen Qingya, "It will look good if Shuanghan recognizes his master." He nourished the sword with the blood of his heart, which cost him a hundred years of cultivation. For three hundred years, he kept this affection secret and only dared to stay by Shen Qingya's side as his "best friend".
Three hundred years later, the two factions competed, and their direct disciples met on a narrow road——
Xie Huai's cold-faced disciple Ling Shuang met Shen Qingya's shady little disciple Su Nianzhi.
The master didn't dare to say "I like", but the disciple opened his mouth and said it.
The master had hidden his secrets for three hundred years, but the apprentice exposed them in three months.
Shen Qingya watched his apprentice fall in love, and realized belatedly: It turns out that I have always "liked" Xie Huai.
And the response that Xie Huai had been waiting for for three hundred years was finally asked with red eyes by the man who had been gentle for half his life on an ordinary moonlit night——
"Xie Huai, why didn't you... Tell me earlier?"
Two generations of spring and autumn, one jar of aged wine. The master generation had a sour and secret love for three hundred years, and the disciple generation had a sweet love for three months.
Intention: Love does not need to be hidden in the heart, only by speaking bravely can we live up to the spring and autumn and live up to you.