What is panic? Who knows that when you meet someone who looks exactly like you on the street one day, your level of panic will definitely be no less frightening than that of a minor hiding in a room secretly watching someone cum.
But this is not a horror movie, but time travel.
His brows were beautiful and sparkling, and there was a vague aura of books between his brows. He would dance sword dancing with me under the moon, and discuss the stories of Dongfang Bubai and Linghu Chong with me. But I know that this person is always a dream.
And his eyes were blazing, Qing Yi was Xiao Ran, and his soul-breaking song took away my soul. Just because he looks so much like Wei Tian. His tenderness and affection always make me heartbroken.
I thought it was a dream.
All the martial arts disputes, the civet cat for the prince, and the beauty trap are all just a dream. Just like Zhuangzi's Butterfly Transformation, he suddenly wondered whether he had transformed into a butterfly in his dream; or whether the butterfly had transformed into himself in his dream, which was nothing more than a big dream.
After going around and around, it suddenly dawned on me.
This is life.
I'm lucky if I get it, but I'm lucky if I don't get it.