Listen to the strings break, cut off those three thousand obsessions.
The falling flowers are obliterated, and the wind is obliterated.
If the flower is pity, it falls on whose fingertips.
Hua Luoshang's time travel in this life was not unexpected. She had already shed all her tears in her previous life, so how could she endure the eternal emotions in this life? She knew that if she made a mistake in this life, she would be nowhere to be found, so why would she take love so seriously, which would be a disgrace to herself.
The flowers faded and bloomed for just a moment, and her every frown and smile touched his heartstrings, but how could he tolerate that there was someone else in her heart? It was clear that his love was profound, but why should he look down on her so much. When she was injured, a faint feeling of distress flowed in her heart, and she suddenly realized that in the chaotic world, except for her, everything was just a background.
The first time he saw her, he couldn't take his eyes off her. She was lovely, with an indifferent and refined temperament between her brows and eyes. She was very much like Ran Xin, the woman he loved so deeply that he devoted everything to her.