The forest trees are rustling and the springs are all over the side,
The clouds gradually cover up the pain.
Sad and cold moon, mourning for love,
Keep Xiaoyu alone and be in harmony with Qing. (It's not that the verses don't rhyme or follow the rules)
This is my first time to draw a picture~ Please bear with me if I draw like this~
About the character's age: (at the beginning of the story)
Leng Yue, Lin Xiaotian: 20
Ziqing, Qin Shang: 25
Ying Ran: 16
Sikong Quan: 26
Xiyun: 16
zola, arthur: 21
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