——Dancing in the east hall, singing in the west hall, the sound of silk and bamboo breaks the dream of the floating world. At this time, Ying felt the second watch of cold, got up and put on his clothes, but only sighed at the long dark night in the lonely empty courtyard...
That melancholy song appeared so suddenly in this drunken and reveling place. Nangong Lin encountered the obsession of his life just because he couldn't resist the curiosity in his heart for a while.
Welcome to jump into the pit...