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——Bian Zhilin
You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery,
The people watching the scenery are upstairs watching you.
The bright moon decorates your windows,
You decorate other people's dreams.
Four hundred years later, Meng Zhang in the mortal world still remembers the sword duel at Waiting for the Moon Pavilion. At that time, the flowers and leaves were flying along with the clothes, and the sunlight was enveloping the fine dust. It seems that it is still vividly visible today.
At that time, his name was Geng He. He leaned against the window and looked at the sleeping face of his lover. On a full moon night, it seemed that he could really grow old overnight.
At that time, Liquidambar was just a yellow tiger, not the silvery white it is today. It was so dazzling but so pale that Genhe felt suffocated. Fortunately, Geng He could finally protect him properly, and there was no one else in his eyes.
Maybe when they wake up, they can finally be real to each other.
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