Flowers bloom and fall, people leave Yanli, and they never think about escaping from the world of mortals.
He brushed the branches and raised his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly and his eyes were hazy.
"It's nothing more than throwing a solitary life away." She said, her eyes filled with peach blossoms, but unfortunately there was no light in her eyes.
Green hair turns to white hair, and the past becomes clouds and smoke.
Deep in my memory, there is a city named Shili Spring Breeze, and there is a person standing at the gate of the city, holding a lantern in the night, smiling softly.
His hands were stained with blood, and the sharp blade fell to the ground. He held her in his arms and murmured in a low voice: "I am here."
I hope you will know each other and remember each other, and the rest of your life will be joyful and worry-free.