Wandering through this fleeting life, I laugh beneath the bright moon. A thousand sorrows fade, and my sword feels light. How many lovestruck men and women are there in this world? Once love runs deep, there are no regrets.
In this life, I furrow my brow for you. What does it matter if my heart breaks and turns to ash?
CP: Xiao Yubai x Dongfang Bai
He had been to many places and seen many sights: the bustling, rain-washed beauty of Jiangnan, the magnificent sunsets over the desert, and the bleak, desolate chill of the northern lands. He had also met many people: stunningly beautiful women, gentle and refined scholars, and forthright, hearty men. But to him, they were all just fleeting passersby. His life was as quiet as an ink painting, its colors spreading across the paper, never to brighten again.
"Everyone has their own fate. It cannot be forced," he would say. Only after meeting her did he understand that all things in the world have their destined connections, but he wanted to change her fate, her path.
Wealth and honor like gold and jade are no more than worn-out shoes to him. Only the dark hue of her brows can make his heart stir.
From then on, someone would accompany them across a thousand mountains and rivers, and they would lean on each other in the bitter cold of the highest peaks. So what if it was fate? What did the rules matter? What difference did any of it make...
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh the meat is visible, why did you stop updating? It's so hard for me oooooooo
Damn, is the meat locked up? It's too difficult. Where can I see it?
It's enough if it doesn't sing, it's a blockbuster, it looks good, come on, add more, add more. "Very beautiful ^ω^ happy".
Are you still updating? . .
This is the author's manuscript storage box. I made a mistake before and never posted it. I recently logged in and found out, so I posted it.
When will Huaqiangu be updated? I think the flowers have withered.