[The Legend of Qin] Leaning Alone Against the Tree of Longing

This is a revised version of "Beneath the Blossoms of Love, I Lean in Vain on the Tree of Longing." The original may be a shameful relic, but I'm not deleting it. If you haven't read it, please don't click. And if you have... if you don't mind the later chapters inexplicably having huge continuity errors with the earlier ones, you can skip the beginning here. Though even if you read it, there'll still be tons of errors... What can I say? The author's a hopeless mess. ← ←

Writing the whole thing in first person would be a bit of a pain, so some chapters may use an omniscient viewpoint to make things clearer.

I'll try to keep the point of view consistent within each chapter.

Sorrowfully, colorful clouds drift by. Where is the azure sky? I see no blossoms of love, so I lean in vain on the tree of longing.

Parting always leaves such longing. How could words ever make it clear? I pass the longest night, counting the dreary rain until it ends.

"Sheng Zha Zi"

The author's too lazy to live.

No, I'm still trying, but I really can't get the words out anymore. QAQ

What do I do if I just can't figure out why A Liang would fall for his own little sister?

Seriously, would I get beaten to death if I changed it into a pure master-disciple relationship?

Enter at your own risk. I went from a ninth-grade dog to a twelfth-grade dog, and it's still not finished.

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