A certain drunken copywriter is incompetent, so I'll take a snippet:
"Qing Hua, my Qing Hua..." He murmured softly, rubbing away some silver beads with his hot lips. Every word seemed to be gnawing at his heart, and every word was filled with bone-crushing pain, "Don't cry."
It was so sad that she raised her teary eyes and asked, "Why did you...?"
"Si Ming once asked me why I can't let go of my love." He lowered his head and saw her confused words, lingering on her slightly swollen lips with pity, as soft as the moonlight of flowing tiles. "I said it was hard to let go, so he gave me a cup of water from the underworld that was burning with karma. I also wouldn't let go, so he used the fairy blade to Kill her, but..." He gently rubbed the corner of her ear, as if he was whispering, as close to her heart as a lotus, "Even so, I still won't let go. This is the origin of this scar. He said that I am too stubborn and will become a devil in the future, but if I become a devil for you," he smiled softly, "I wish."
One sentence introduction:
I miss you deeply, but you don't know.
(A large number of manuscripts are being saved. If you like it, don't be careless and just accept it! I need encouragement)