The continuation of Da Mo Yao focuses on Meng Ximo's mental journey after leaving Yu'er, and how he started a new relationship. In the process, there are misses, entanglements, intolerance, sadness, misunderstandings, worries, touches, love, and hate...
She bowed and left. When I looked back, what I saw was Yu'er's eyes, and my heart ached... Haven't I given up already?
I pushed his wheelchair quietly. I didn't know when he would naturally take over my wheelchair and push it slowly. The dusk was dim, the setting sun was like blood, and the setting sun was perfectly round at the moment. It was so piercing to the human eye that it seemed like a dream, which was unreal. I raised my hand to block something, and suddenly I felt that her face overlapped with Yu'er's for a moment...
She walked out the door, and I held my chest and coughed wildly for a while. The pain in my heart was slightly relieved. I wonder if it was because of the canaan incense that I smoked all night, or because I felt distressed.
The wind blows the clouds, the moon shadow is dim, the fine sand flows quietly between the fingers, sleepless, all night...