There is an old city in the south. Before the heavy rains in spring, the city owner was delighted with a pair of twins, a boy and a girl. Unexpectedly, the little girl was born with limbs as stiff as sticks, no crying, no fuss and no pulse. Her body was as black as stone, and her face could not be distinguished. Wenpo's legs trembled with fear, and she thought it was ominous. The city lord sent someone to take her to the Xianjun Temple ten miles outside the city overnight, where she was picked up by the young national master.
I think I should have seen you before, in the withered forest, I was in that corner.
After fifteen years of moonlight, amid the roar of the crowd, she looked as embarrassed as a beggar. She looked up for a moment, but it lasted forever.
"Do you really like him that much? What if I rip out his heart?"
"I have a sister named Yunyao." Xu Li Yunyao said slowly.
I can't see. I can't see anymore, can I?
"Don't be afraid, from now on, these eyes of mine are yours..." He caressed her face gently, his eyes were moist and warm.