Lan Rui is a stubborn person, he believes that the man will come back, but the Qingming wind blows green the landscape of Shuiyun Town year after year, and the pear blossom rain in March wets the dreams of many scholars in Tianshui Lane.
Who said he wanted to leave this poverty-stricken alley? Read the world before you, the world after, the golden house, the beauty like jade, nothing but success and fame one day, and we will grow old together with you.
And whose alliance vowed to come back? But it is not seen that the descendants after leaving are thinner than Huanghua.
Yes, he had endless time to wait. However, as time changes, people will eventually change, but what remains unchanged is the loneliness of being alone.
Until that day, someone told him that the most important thing in life is to have fun in time.
He turned back, shaking a folding fan sprinkled with gold in his hand, narrowing his phoenix eyes, and said with a lazy smile: "Come with me, I will take you to see the vast sky, the vast sea, the high mountains and the long waters that you have never seen before."
Lan Rui watched the naturally arrogant man in front of him stubbornly pulling him forward, and could only nod with a helpless smile.
Maybe there will be bumps in the future; maybe the road will be long, but he knows that some hands are destined to hold each other, just like the hands they hold each other now.