Two lifetimes of master and apprentice, three lifetimes of love. He originally thought that a thousand years would pass by in a blink of an eye. Who would have thought that a thousand years in the fairy world would be no match for ten years in the human world?
He used to lean on the railing and play the flute, and wear bright clothes and angry horses to cover up the great pride in his heart, and he had the world in mind.
Once upon a time, he came out of the world with indifference and looked down at all living beings to forget the tenderness in his heart and miss him deeply.
Everyone knows that he has no desires and desires, but who knows that his love has long been lost in the water of the River of Forgetfulness under the netherworld?
A pattern falling into the sky on the vast snowy field, the flowers blooming for several generations, the love is shallow and deep, the relationship comes and goes, but it is no match for a handful of water from the River of Forgetfulness
In the next life, when I think about my good years, who will play a song of sorrow again?