Love is originally about getting together,
In order to no longer be separated;
If there is a kind of love that can never be seen,
Never be able to speak,
Never think of it again,
Like a fire that can never be ignited,
lonely,
Staring at the dark sky.
———— Xi Murong
The moment he saw her, he remembered that there was such a ruby among the jewelry his mother left behind. Peach heart-shaped, translucent red, as red as blood. Decorated with red gold chains, heavy and engraved with complex patterns. He imagined what it would be like with this antique necklace hanging on her slender neck.
Ancient stones, from ancient eastern countries, are a wonderful combination.
Fingers gently fasten the hook. He turned her body around, and on her ivory-yellow skin, the gems shimmered like wine in a glass.
Conception:
Chapter 15 is locked and I can't see it...