The feelings of youth are always poetry.
Everyone will meet that boy in the past. He seems to have come from the depths of your memory, full of glory and brilliance. He has envy the eyes of countless people and amazed girls in their youth.
Dressed in white, handsome and gentle, he is the prince that all women have been obsessed with in their youth but cannot.
The prince is destined to live in fairy tales, in the fairy tale books in department store windows.
When the prince in the fairy tale takes his steps and leaves his castle, his splendid clothes and his white horse will only be cut to pieces by the thorns outside the city, dripping with blood.
When the prince left his kingdom, his aura faded, his blond hair was dyed black, and he fell into the mortal world to finish his journey.
When those past loves no longer happen.
When those warm memories are sealed forever.
When the wind stops and the clouds stand still, and the years change, I recall that your youthful smile has been lost in the world.
When you start over again.
Please, can you still hold my hand and move forward firmly through a long life together?
That young man who is high up on the altar, I don't ask you to fall from the altar for me, I don't want you to fall into the world for love, I only hope to be able to hold the moon in my arms temporarily, to steal half of your divine light in this earthly world, and then I will be alone, with red tears in the old spring light, alone with the lights at dusk.
CP is still Xia Zuo (pseudo gentleness, heartbreaking and crazy) *brother attack
[[Don't be fooled by the copy]]
[[He is really a happy-go-lucky writer]]
[[The prince in the text is not just Qiori]]