When the Canglang water flows through the circuitous river, the cold wind from the plateau has blown away all the soft intestines.
When I stand at the top of the world and look down at your familiar face, I want to touch that stretched brow again.
However, I can only see your back, Gu Jue, silently telling me that I have no chance in this life, so I missed it. And for people who have missed each other, apart from their backs, what can they see about each other?
I turned sideways and wiped away the tears from the corners of my eyes. From now on, there was no more sparkling light.
Many years later, Zhang Ninghui asked Qingshan, "Qingshan, do you think I am a bad woman?"
Qing Shan was confused and just squinted his eyes, looking out the window at the vast expanse of snow covering the sky and the earth. The cold wind seemed to freeze everything.
Ninghui lowered her eyelashes and didn't speak for a long time. Turning around again, she sighed and murmured: "Chu Xiao, I am not a bad woman, I am Ninghui... Are you right?"