She transmigrates through time, thinking they can simply stay by each other's side, never knowing that it is all just an illusion, as fleeting as flowers reflected in a mirror or the moon mirrored in water. Who is whose prison? And whose fault is it all? Three hundred years across time, all for one moment of true love. Why lament that fate brought them together only briefly?
Welcome to keep following the Splendor in Solitude series. This is the second installment.
Click the text link for the first installment: I Only Wish Your Heart Were Like Mine
Theme:
It feels like I have been abusing the heroine, when did I abuse those men?
It's exciting to watch! It's over like this, so sad
Personally, I think it's okay. Maybe people don't pay much attention to Qingwen now, but good writing is still good writing. Sooner or later, you will be fooled.
OooO ↘┏━┓ ↙ Oooo
(step)→┃clear┃ ←(wind)
\\ ( →┃√┃ ← ) / Hold on!
\\_)↗┗━┛ ↖(_/
It feels like I have been abusing the heroine, when did I abuse those men?
It's exciting to watch! It's over like this, so sad
Personally, I think it's okay. Maybe people don't pay much attention to Qingwen now, but good writing is still good writing. Sooner or later, you will be fooled. OooO ↘┏━┓ ↙ Oooo (step)→┃clear┃ ←(wind) \\ ( →┃√┃ ← ) / Hold on! \\_)↗┗━┛ ↖(_/