Fourteen years ago, Second Master Yang held his infant daughter, whose skin was as white as the snow outside the window, and said softly: "'Don't be surprised by favors and disgrace, watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court; go and stay without intention, watch the clouds roll and relax in the sky.' Let's just call her Yun Shu. I wish her not to be happy when she gains, not to worry about losses, not to be surprised by favors and disgrace, not to be surprised when she goes or to stay, and have a peaceful mind, indifferent to nature, and don't let this worldly world get stuck on her feet."
Fourteen years later, Mrs. Liu threw a glass at Mr. Yang and became furious, "Change the name! It must be changed. It's all your fault. Lao Shizi is neither sad nor happy but is indifferent to favor and humiliation. Is it possible for a girl to become a monk after seeing through the world of mortals?"
When we first met, I felt the pain of separation. Qi Ji thought, this is love.
Yun Shu pushed Qi Ji away again and again, and Qi Ji came closer again and again.
So much so that Mrs. Qi accepted her fate, thinking that her son might be a bachelor for the rest of his life.
So much so that Qi Ji felt depressed, as if he had met the right person at the wrong time for the first time.
But so what, in this life, if Yang Yunshu wanted to get married, he, Qi Ji, would happily rush to be the first in line.
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This is my first article. There are many shortcomings in the writing (especially the front part). Please forgive me! You must work hard and make progress every day!
Concept: ancient love
