The male protagonist is called Lee Sang-su. I gave him this name because he lives a very orderly life. He picked up a pen at the age of seven, and finished the Jiangnan calligraphy at the age of twelve. When the sky fell, he would wash the brush before running away.
Then he was accused of marrying Xie Xunzhi.
Xie Xunzhi is sixteen years old and is a dog-tempered prince. When I first saw Li Sang-su, I felt that this guy was not good, he was too quiet. He lifted his hijab and ran away, saying that he was tired of even looking at it. I almost wanted to drop the keyboard when I wrote this.
During the autumn hunt, Li Xiangxu blocked an arrow for him, and Xie Xunzhi ran for two miles on his back, shouting not to sleep as he ran, until his voice almost broke. When I was writing this paragraph, the song playing in my headphones happened to cut to the chorus, which immediately broke my guard.
And then there are those sticky days. Xie Xunzhi started to run to the study, saying that he wanted to learn to write, but actually he wanted to see someone. Li Xiangxu held his hand and taught him to write the first character. He wrote "Preface", which was crooked and crawling like an earthworm. I went back and practiced all night, and the next day I took out a piece of paper with "Li Xiangxu" written all over it, densely packed. Li Xiangxu put it in the folder. When I wrote this, I felt my heart melted.
But the good times didn't last long. You know, how can this kind of writing always be sweet?
To seize the heir, to spread rumors, to ascend the throne. Xie Xunzhi changed after he became the emperor. His temper became more and more violent, and he was the kind to kill without blinking an eye. Only when facing Li Xiangxu would he still show the same expression as before, aggrieved and saying don't leave. Lee Sang-soo was not in good health at that time. He coughed up blood and kept it secret. Every time I write about him pretending to be fine in front of Xie Xunzhi, I want to rush into the screen and shake his shoulders, tell him, tell him.
During the last snowfall, he leaned in Xie Xunzhi's arms to look at the plum blossoms, unable to lift his hand to catch the snowflakes. He said that when snow falls, it doesn't care where it goes. After typing this sentence, I was stunned for a long time, and then cried.
Xie Xunzhi later abdicated the throne and squatted in the yard planting sweet-scented osmanthus. Every year in the early snow, he stood under the plum tree and talked to the air. Xiaoquan said you should speak to the emperor and you should respond to whatever he said, but no one responded anymore.
Finished. It tortured me to death.
Intention: Only when you stand firm can you not be afraid of others holding you back.
