The twelfth lunar month is cold and snowy.
I picked up a dirty little beggar at the corner of the alley. His name was Gu Huaixu.
I didn't know it at the time, but the name meant "remembering the past."
I helped him seize these thousands of miles of land, thinking that I was just a passerby.
It wasn't until the day of the coronation ceremony, when I was forced to leave, that I heard him whisper in the empty palace:
"The moment we met on a snowy day, my heart was no longer empty. It was filled with you and could not accommodate anything else."
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Later I realized that the most severe curse in the world is not separation, but "Mo Li".
Intention: "Use the warm stove to melt the cold bones of fate, and prove that 'never leave' means never giving up, but will return across time and space."