Travel through the fictional era
It tells the story of the fateful entanglement between a girl who traveled through time and space and several handsome boys. The girl was rescued and traveled through time and space in order to prevent a bloody storm. However, she developed a confusing relationship with several boys.
The boy in purple clothes was as beautiful as a goblin. He held an oil-paper umbrella in his slender hands. His glazed eyes were filled with a sad look, and there seemed to be an enchanting purple air permeating his body. He smiled, a smile that was so cruel and decisive, yet so beautiful and touching. "Ming, let's die together. Okay?"
The young man with white and transparent skin like jelly, with long dark jade-like hair hanging down, was just like the original crystal doll, pure but with a hint of sadness. He smiled hard and said in a trembling voice, "Sister Ming... I am Fan'er..."
The young man in rich clothes blinked his shining peach blossom eyes and smiled softly, like wisps of afternoon sunlight, as warm as tulle. Her long brown hair fluttered softly in the wind. A warm voice floated in the air, "You idiot."
That elegant and fairy-like young man likes white clothes, crescent moon white, cloud white, and snow white. He has a gentle smile that never changes, but he has a touch of alienation. He seems to be used to wearing that long-lasting but gentle 'mask'.
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Looking at the water conditions, looking for the water conditions,
I want to give my ice heart to you.
A scattered cloud.
Sighing to seek, chanting to seek,
Mo Dao can't live without love.
Instructions for traveling thousands of miles.
Remembering Qin E
You need to sigh, tenderness is like water and no one calls it.
No one calls me, I think about yesterday brilliantly, and the poplar flowers are messy.
A sad case in Huguang Strange Road, and I want to talk about the past.
The black hair is broken, but I still see it in my dream, sharing an umbrella with you.
What a shameless person, I've opened a new pit... It's still the silver that is updated from time to time.