Huajian Sect.
This place is protected from the war and everything is as beautiful as a paradise.
Here are the gentle and jade-like senior brother Shen Qingye, the innocent and foolish junior brother Yang Cheng, and the gentle and cold senior sister Xia Qian, who grew up with her.
She once lay with them on the top of the Mochou Cliff, enjoying the bleak cold wind, drinking a pot of sake together, and singing loudly until dawn.
She was once incredibly proud, wearing bright clothes, angry horses, and high-spirited. She has someone she loves deeply, with whom she stumbles through the frivolous years.
He accompanied her step by step toward the truth. When she gradually became able to take charge of herself, he stretched out his hand and pushed her into the abyss, leaving her alone and at a loss. It rained heavily that night, as if God took pity on me and shed tears. She was walking in this world at a loss when she met someone with a clear smile and flying clothes. He promised her to accompany her across the world and put a red wedding dress on her.
She thought that life would be like this, that she would have a husband who loved her deeply, and she would also like to have a lot of children with him. Respect him as a guest, and if you rub your ears and temples together, everything will be beautiful and quiet, without any disturbance.
But he came back, arrogantly stopped her wedding, lifted the red gauze covering her face, looked down at her: "Don't leave."
Three simple words made her almost cry. Thousands of words in my heart turned into simple rejection, indifference and alienation.
Indescribable feelings grew silently in the tender years of youth. It was not until many years later that we discovered that it was no longer possible to separate.
Going round and round, who is whose lover?