This is a romance story cloaked in fantasy, in which the male and female protagonists renew their relationship. It is a sweet and sadistic story.
In his previous life, he loved to see her smile the most, with three thousand flowers blooming under the bright moon.
In this life, she couldn't bear to see him worried, and the stars over a hundred miles away could barely fade away.
It was drizzling that day, like a dream, and she leaned on his shoulder.
"Drink my Qinglian wine, and you will be mine for all eternity."
A young and ignorant love, a soul-crushing parting.
She personally handed the poisoned wine to the person she loved most, and then watched him fall in front of her.
Under the starry night, his white robe was stained with blood, and his eyes were cold and distant.
"If there is an afterlife, I'm afraid I will have to drink your cup of green lotus."
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