I remember that there is a unique song in the world, but I saw a woman in a red dress flying with white sand covering her face singing it, so I angrily asked Siming why a mortal is more like a god than me. He imitated an old man and stroked his unnecessary beard, which was a bit... Pretentious. He looked at me with raised eyebrows: "Goddess Weiran, it's not that you are not as beautiful as her, it's just that you don't look like a woman." After seeing that I had the urge to hit someone, he coughed awkwardly, and then said with a serious face: "There are four major marriages in the sky, Weiran, you are lucky, you have chosen the best one."
I was startled and didn't take it seriously. I just didn't expect that after being sealed for so many years, I would actually have someone who was the most important to me. After all, the prosperity of several lives could not be compared to him standing under the peach tree, with white clothes and black hair, calling me from a distance with a half-smile, "Xiaoran, come here."
That sentence seems real and illusory, rhyming with peach blossoms.