Cold Pool Night

This article is about physical time travel, because many people think it is soul time travel. You may be thinking that a 26-year-old woman can still stay young after physical time travel? It feels a little inconsistent, but what I really want to point out is that the heroine has a baby face, and there are many people who don't look old nowadays. In addition, I originally wanted to write about soul time travel, but when I thought about the subsequent story, it was better to choose physical time travel. Let me make it clear that people may think it is physical exchange, but in fact it is not. As for what is going on, let's wait and continue. The following is a small poem that I wrote that I am very satisfied with today. Specially selected products: Flowers are not flowers, mist is not mist, smoke is not smoke, The secret shadow of tenderness never fades away, floating light intersects the middle edge of the mirror, I just hate that love is so long-awaited, only mandarin ducks appear but not immortals. Love is also continuous, affection is also continuous, the wind is difficult to distinguish, Since ancient times, love has been in a dilemma, and the blue hair fetters the thread of lovesickness. The white jade of Yunshan rolls up the bead curtain, and the lingering sound of hatred in the sky reaches the moon. This poem is inspired by a good song, I hope everyone can listen to it, While listening to the song and reading the article, It feels better! That song is called "Moon in the Sky" Listen to the matching songs: The male protagonist found a flute player and made up the numbers first: Yuchi Weilan: Heroine: My name is Ye Hanjiang. It has been two years since I graduated from the Academy of Fine Arts. Inexplicably, no design company has ever appreciated my work. My ambition is to be an internationally renowned fashion designer. I have an innate enthusiasm and talent for fashion design. Although no Bole has discovered my thousand-mile horse yet, Although I am already twenty-six, Although I am privately called an 'old maid' by my friends, Although I already feel a little uncertain about the future, Although... ... A pair of ghastly pale hands trapped my arms. I wanted to shout for help, but I couldn't make a sound. Then I smelled a strange fragrance, and my mind immediately became blurred. I felt that colorful scenes passed in front of me, and there were many strange screams and sounds. I don't know how long it lasted. I gradually lost consciousness and fell into a deep sleep... I just traveled through time and space, into a strange time and space, a short and flashy dynasty... I don't understand how and why I came through time. It wasn't until I experienced the vicissitudes of this life that I realized it. It wasn't until I met the ups and downs of "myself" that I realized that everything was a game, a perfect game... A little weird, a little unbelievable, a little... Strange... There is a young master from a wealthy family, a young master of a villa, and a cruel prince. I don't know who is in love with whom, or who is plotting against whom. Since this article is my debut, the previous volume is much more naive, and with the changes in copywriting, it will be a little different. The story structure also needs to subvert the previous concept. As the saying goes, reshape it and rewrite it!