He sat beneath the night sky in a dark robe, as if trying to merge with the blackness. Only his pale fingertips moved over the strings of his zither. The music lingered in the air, changing the color of all things.
He said, "My greatest wish in this life is to sing you every song I know and play you every melody I know. I'm afraid that even a thousand years, ten thousand years, wouldn't be enough."
She stood before him in a flowing green dress. The deepest smile rested on her lips, and the greatest sorrow filled her eyes. Suddenly, she rose onto her toes, sleeves billowing as she danced through the air to the lilting music of the zither.
She said, "If you sing, I'll listen. If you play, I'll listen too. But if you're gone, what would I want a thousand years, ten thousand years for?"
This story is on pause... because this useless author can't write an ending... Please forgive me~ TOT
Sister Xia Jiang is so gentle that she will melt the bird~
This chapter made my heart beat so fast!
Oh oh oh so nervous!
I think Zhihe is quite selfish, and Xiaochu is a silly girl with a hot head.
Tianzun is worthy of being Tianzun... Really...
Great article! Solved my literary famine~