How can we help the beauty of a lovely day? Whose garden holds such delights?
Ying Le'er and Ying Liangchen
In the most brilliant days of his life, she finally gave him a piece of her heart.
Their parting in death brought no sadness at all, but in the days that followed, he would still find himself missing her.
PS: This is a short story, with Feng and BG. The Family Tutor series won't be involved much; its characters are just passersby. There is character derailment and some shocking twists, so read with caution. The story is complete, so feel free to dive in. The full text is 14,000+ words.
Theme:
Lang came riding a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums. A simple story, but it moved me in a different way. Among the children of the rainbow, I have always liked Feng's gentleness and jade the best. I have tried to think about what kind of woman would be suitable for him, but it was difficult to come up with a conclusion. Shuran Your Good Day is just right for Feng Deng. Originally, I liked HE more, but thinking about it, maybe this ending is suitable for this story. The unchanging you and the passing me, and the past letters of the deceased made me shed tears. This emotion is thought-provoking. Thank you, Shuran, you moved me.
Ranjiang~ You are so good at writing! ! . . I relived it again...
Lang came riding a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums. A simple story, but it moved me in a different way. Among the children of the rainbow, I have always liked Feng's gentleness and jade the best. I have tried to think about what kind of woman would be suitable for him, but it was difficult to come up with a conclusion. Shuran Your Good Day is just right for Feng Deng. Originally, I liked HE more, but thinking about it, maybe this ending is suitable for this story. The unchanging you and the passing me, and the past letters of the deceased made me shed tears. This emotion is thought-provoking. Thank you, Shuran, you moved me.
Ranjiang~ You are so good at writing! ! . . I relived it again...
The deceptive warmth...