Legend has it that if you drink the water of Wangchuan, you will forget everything.
Su Luoxue will always remember the first time she saw Gu Qingcheng. He was sitting with his back to the ground. He was wearing a light blue brocade robe and a jade dragon knot. His figure was as handsome as a pine tree. He raised his hand without any pyrotechnics and let go of the sword that had gathered all his energy. Looking up, a pair of narrow eyes looked at them clearly, as if they had traveled through countless time and space, and were suddenly imprinted in the deepest part of my heart, and then the whole person was spinning around, experiencing ups and downs in an instant...
This glance is eternity. So, she knew that he was the disaster of her life...
Su Luoxue will always remember that when Gu Qingcheng stabbed her chest with his sword, his eyes were no longer clear, but filled with deep hatred. The bright red blood was flying and floating, lightly splashing on the hem of her snow-white skirt. Her despair, her helplessness, her difficulties... She is a demon, a snow girl, and she clearly understands that she cannot spend her life with humans... She has no right to complain or shed tears. It was she who personally cut off their memories.
In the confusion, the past and present lives are intertwined, going through reincarnation, life after life, and everything is overturned...
Separation, so what; reincarnation, so what; Wangchuan, so what? The time spent with him has already penetrated deeply into the soul...