Because of an apology, he passed her by.
Because of a mark, she was buried in darkness in grief.
Because of an ancient love affair, she burst into tears and was willing to sacrifice her life for his recovery.
However, another person sealed this unbearable memory.
The sea changes, things change and the stars change. Thousands of years later, all that remains in the depths of her memory is blank confusion, a sky-blue figure she doesn't know whether she loves or not, and a pair of emerald eyes.
——Song, you will never betray me or hurt me again, right?
——You killed him... Why did you kill him? Why did you kill him? ! You are not empty! You are not!
Her voice was like tears, and the old seal was finally broken.
--Null? Where is the elegant lover? How could he still be qualified?
He smiled bitterly, and his smile was very peaceful, almost like a god's, which had a calming effect on people's hearts.
Bian'an, Xiaoyou, I'm sorry for you.
In the valley, in front of the temple, large tracts of Manzhu and Shahua bloom freely, like fire, blood, and tea.
——White Emperor... Don't you want to be elegant anymore?