From the first moment we met, I kissed your forehead.
From the day we became acquainted, I left my mark on you.
From the moment you grow up, I bury your hard work.
From the moment of the war, I kept your Huaijin.
From the moment we were separated, I covered you with my quilt.
——Zhu Tian
This story happened a long, long time before the story of "Cang Qiong" began. It has been so long that the protagonist of the story has not been born, and even the goddess who roams the three worlds is just a weak demon.
Then time continued to pass, and eventually the years washed away everything about him, and he eventually changed from the protagonist to a supporting role. But in the years since, he has learned too much.
This is a story about the unrequited love of the owner of a magic weapon - this story is also mentioned in the original work "Cang Qiong", but it is far less profound than written alone.
Completed, practicing writing. Take a tragic direction but have a happy ending. Although it is still a beginning and an end without an ending. Pseudo Bing Qiongxiang.
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