"If I fall asleep, the first person I see when I wake up is you——"
A young man dressed in white stands on the water far away, eyes slightly closed, hands hanging lightly, Pingting is like a lily bud. The beautiful eyelashes like black feathers fluttered and opened, revealing a pair of eyes that concealed arrogance, stubbornness and loneliness. There was a flash of light, and it was a pure purple without a trace of dust that anyone had ever seen. Sometimes, when looking up, one would be mistaken for a blue lake that was so deep that one could not see the bottom. Most people would be so shocked when they saw it that they forgot their words. But that person, after taking a brief look, turned his head and uttered only one sentence in a faint voice:
——Wash away the dust and remain alone.
"I haven't seen you for thirteen years, Yixun——"
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"Go away!!! - Go back to the original poster!" Yixun was furious again, "The person I love is dead. I no longer love anyone in this world, even if they have the same face!"
After saying that, not wanting to stay any longer, Yi Xun walked straight past the man at the foot of the stairs, leaving behind a string of lonely and painful footsteps lingering between the eaves.
Xingxuan knelt there blankly until one knee went numb. He raised the corners of his mouth bitterly and murmured:
"Forgive me. I have waited for thirteen years, just to change my identity and continue to be by your side."
Thirteen years, fate has been ups and downs, what has changed...
Or was this a disaster that fate had laid earlier?
The dark rain comes, the palace is cold, old dreams wet the desolate face
The flowers are flying and the shadows are chaotic, and the willows at the head are slender.