There are creeping grasses in the wild, and the dew is scattered. There is a beautiful person, clear and graceful. We meet each other by chance, just as I wish.
There are creeping grasses in the wild, and there is no dew. There is a beautiful person, as graceful as clear air. We meet each other by chance, and we meet each other by chance.
Li Jing finally couldn't tell whether she was Baosi or Wuxia. No matter what, she was no longer herself. No matter in this life or in the past life, I have no fate with that man. Even with such a similar face and such a similar personality, it is not up to me whether we are destined or not.
She just wanted to avoid this injury by simply not caring.
She just wants to dance for him before the end of her life, that's all.