In response to your promise, how can we forget each other? The moonstone flowers bloom again and again, waiting for your return.
Ten years ago, he promised her a lifetime, but how could they, being young and ignorant, remember this vow under the flower?
Ten years later, they traveled through the rivers and lakes, seeing all the joys and sorrows of the world, the ups and downs of the world, the bustling music and singing, and the mist and rain in each pavilion.
What is the most important thing in the world? Is it fame, wealth and power or a devoted lover?
He, who is cold-blooded by nature, meets her, who is free-spirited. A series of love and hate, whether he can finally take her home, and whether the people he meets can keep their original promises.
I looked at the only bed in the bamboo house and said, "How about you go to the bed in the secret room and sleep one night?" Lin'an said nothing.
I said: "Look, since you know that I am actually a woman, please take care of me." Lin'an was silent.
... Lin'an finally said: "I'm scared to live alone in a secret room."
I feel like my jaw dropped. In fact, am I dreaming now? I pinched my hand hard, why did it hurt?
"Then, what should we do? How about moving the quilt here and making a floor bunk?" I suggested.
He looked at me: "I'm injured, I can't catch a cold."
I stroked my forehead and said, "Okay, I'll move the bed and lay the floor."
He still looked at me calmly: "If I catch a cold, you won't be able to take care of me."
I grinded my teeth and said word by word: "Then what are you going to do!"
He said: "We can sleep in the bed together."
I suddenly realized that this suggestion was very good, so we slept together again for one night.
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