The little fairy boy holding the fan asked the fairy in front of the bronze mirror: "Master, what is love? Why is it so hurtful?"
The immortal tapped his forehead: "Love is the most difficult word to understand, so why do you need to embarrass the master?" Then he stroked the fly whisk and sighed, "Maybe love itself is not that hurtful, but even if the world sees it thoroughly, it is still willing to be obsessed with it and refuses to understand it."
The little fairy boy covered his head and suddenly realized that love is very simple, just a sigh after a thousand turns.
Pseudo fairy tale, relaxed writing. 1V1, HE.