The white jade is the body, and the blue silk is the soul.
She is a person who has been practicing the jade harp for thousands of years. She enters the world with thousands of years of illusions. She gathers the dreams of three lives to survive the tribulation. She wears plain clothes and displays all her prosperity.
A wisp of mortal world, a dream in the mortal world.
He is the sole heir of the third generation of the Feng family, shouldering a heavy responsibility and living in poverty for ten years, just to be named on the gold list and shine on the lintel of his family.
When we first met at the inn, she entered the world for the first time. She didn't understand the rules of the world, so she had to be kicked out by the shopkeeper, and she was abused and criticized by passers-by. In despair, a pair of strong hands lifted her up. "I paid the money she owed." His voice came from her ears like broken jade. It was the most beautiful voice she had ever heard in her life. She couldn't help but look up at him, but she didn't know that just one glance had already sealed the outcome.
The silent companionship in the long night, the firm oath in the red leaves in the sky, are ultimately no match for the words, "We have different paths for monsters."
She has become a spirit after thousands of years, and loves only once in her life. Her love is unforgettable, but it also hurts her heart.
He shouldered a heavy burden and finally sacrificed himself for the Feng family and betrayed her. She hated his cruelty and his ruthlessness, but in the end she couldn't let him go.
One finger is ethereal, the other is clear and distant.
One finger is sad, the other finger is heartbroken.
A sharp finger made his heart feel cold.
The black hair turned into ashes, and the sound of the piano ceased.
The jade harp is broken, and the old friend is dead...
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