Admiring the moon alone, listening to the rain alone, the fairy posture is ethereal, seemingly detached, but in the world of mortals, how many people can see through it all? It's a pity that I rely on my swordsmanship and pray for rain to cover my tears. When he first met her, she was the number one female immortal in the six realms, and he was a mortal as small as dust. He worked hard just to be by her side and look at her silently. Then, she was the uncle who saved his life several times, but also hurt him deeply several times. He didn't care, he still did whatever she said, just silently guarding her, no need to respond. Until one day, "Let's get married!" She said, she always knew what he was thinking. So, the red candle, the red dress, and the promise were made, but the red veil fell, and the person was not the one he loved...
"Why?"
"I said I want you to get married, but I never said "I want to get married to you!" "It turns out that heartbreak is not terrible. What is terrible is that there is no more heart to break.
When they met again, they belonged to two sides, and he had already turned his hand into clouds and rain, helping and rescuing each other several times.
"The emperor doesn't have to be like this. After all, I owe the emperor more. "
"Isn't it that the Immortal has no intention of repaying it, so there is no need to calculate. "This time, he left her behind. They protected each other and killed each other. He married another, and she destroyed the flowers and candles in his bridal chamber. She put on a wedding dress for others, and he stood with a sword.
"If one of you or I has to die, then luckily it's me. I'll pay back what I owe you, with our lives! "She leaned into her arms and caressed her belly. The bright red blood dyed the already bright red wedding dress even more vividly.
But it turns out that I have to leave you because I love you. Love is never a matter of two people.