In my last life, I was drunk on the hustle and bustle and was left on an isolated island. The haze has dispersed, the undercurrent has receded, longing has turned into bone-eroding poison, and black hair has changed overnight. The white hair is entangled with pain day and night, which will last until death. Chen Feng didn't have enough time to wait for that person, so he could only leave bones on the ground to complain about his injuries.
In the last life, when Tong Zui turned around and looked for her again, he found that the beauty had turned into bones and was extremely miserable. He then wandered around for the rest of his life, just to make up for his sins. There has been a legend in the Three Realms that the immortal Tong Zhui sat in the snow holding a pile of bones and never slept until the spring came and the flowers bloomed. Everyone said that he was infatuated, but only the old friend who drank with him knew that he didn't love him badly, but just hurt him.
In this life, the memory of reincarnation is lost, the starry night sinks into the horizon, and Chen Feng, who has three thousand white hair and no vision, do you still dare to love?