The rivers and lakes, the light of swords and shadows, the pleasures of grudges and grudges.
When I first entered the world of Jian Wang San, everything was novel. Later I met a group of relatives and friends, and with mutual support, I gradually learned how to survive in this world. What a blessing.
But after life and death, they disappeared.
From being passionate once to being indifferent now, this world is nothing more than this.
It's a pity that the fact is that the rivers and lakes remain the same, and the people are gone. What is truly missed is not the rivers and lakes themselves, but the people who walked the rivers and lakes.