Introduction: Feng Lai turns into a harp, the god of music in heaven. Gentle and elegant, proficient in music. In the cycle of reincarnation, there is little kinship and love, and the master of life is lonely. ——Ouyang Shaogong
The clouds have no intention to come out of Xiu, and the birds know when they are tired of flying. Su Yunxiu, if a person has been repeating this lonely fate for thousands of years, and if he still gives you one point of hope and then twelve points of despair, he will be crazy.
So I wanted to have a light to make Shao Gong happy, not like the sun burning me, but the fireflies that were just right for him to shine at night and keep each other warm.
Ps: The writing style is quite poor, I wrote it to make Shao Gong happy, so if you don't like it, please just click ×, thank you