She was dressed in red like fire, peerless and charming, but also stunningly talented, stirring up time; he was dressed in white like snow, gracefully emerging from the dust, but also cold and indifferent, stirring up the world of mortals. In that life, she stroked the Yao Qin, and met him in the rain of flowers, and her eyes were dazzled; in that life, he gently shook his folding fan, and met him in the soft song, and was moved; in that life, under the bright moon, they met in the fragrance of flowers, and lost their hearts and souls; in that life, his clothes were windy, and he missed this life due to the attention of thousands of people. At the end, when they meet again, is she ignorant and naive or is she pretending to be ingratiating, is he unwilling to remember or is he pretending to be entangled. God seems to have played the biggest joke. The final twists and turns, the final knot of hearts, how will it end?
The peach blossoms shine brightly. He said, "I wonder if this girl is willing to be my wife, and from now on I can hold my son's hand and grow old with him."
She smiled lightly, thinking that what she was waiting for was eternity, but eternity was just like a firework. After the brilliance, the place was desolate.
Tonight or later, I meet this beloved man. He said, "This is the best encounter between us."
She said, "We can only meet each other, and then... Miss each other."
The agreement between life and death is broad, and it is said by Zicheng. He owes her a promise, will he come?
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