Mo Xin stood in front of the closed doors of the royal family and said with a smile, "Out of the east gate, there is a woman like a cloud." When Song Yi heard this, he treated her calmly, but he said frankly, "Although it is like a cloud, I want to stay." This interrupted Mo Xin's refusal and continued his persistence.
The sky was bright and clear that day, and the sky was as clear and blue as a bay of jasper in the hands of a beautiful woman. Although there were a few clouds that contrasted with the beautiful jade, it was still flawless. It's just that in the eyes of the people in the Forbidden City, if the beautiful jade is difficult to hold, it has nothing to do with them, and the same goes for Song Yao. Even though I raised my head and looked up, it was difficult to understand the depression in my heart: "Mo Xin, how do you know love? Who knows that this world is meant to be put into the heart rather than on the lips. I don't know whether you are attracted by public expectations or whether you are far away and seek the near." In this way, there is no words to say, and we look at each other without words.
It is so rare to be in love and stay with each other, can it only be a deep love and a shallow relationship?