This dream was so deep and long, as though it would never end.
In it, the only thing in sight was a woman's graceful, delicate dance. She moved like a startled swan, her lingering form impossible to forget. Her wide sleeves drifted like smoke, blossoming like clusters of white lotuses that blotted out the heavens and the earth.
As she danced, her face slowly overlapped with that of a still-youthful girl, now solemn, now alluring, now aloof, now tender, captivating the soul...
- Lu Zhanfeng
He wouldn't do anything to her. She only needed to create an illusion for everyone to see. She wanted him to face the public's gossip and condemnation alongside her, then part ways for good...
Mei Xiang removed the pearls from her neck, then took off the red hairpins and jade ornaments from her hair and the earrings from her ears, tossing them one by one into the grass. The wind was rising, and her three thousand strands of worry tangled together, like the unruly bond between them that could never be severed...
- Mei Xiang
Old project: Knowing Winter Through the Snow
Theme:
=W=Come on~ Keep claws. . .
Hmm. Not bad ~ sprinkle flowers.