Shen Doujin: I risk my life for my beauty, Gan, I will fight for it!
Wang Qiyin: I'm just too lazy to do anything. You really think I'm some wealthy flower raised in a boudoir.
After a long time, he heard her speak, her voice dry but calm, like a pot of boiling water that gradually cooled after the wind blew,
She said: "Wang Qiyin, do you still remember the first time we met?"
"Well, Yong'an Road, you saved my life at the third alley entrance." Wang Qiyin's first impression of Shen Doujin was very deep. Those fierce and desperate eyes seemed to come into his eyes again after passing through the long rainy street. Three years later, about that day, he could even remember the scent of locust flowers mixed in the rain.
He no longer remembers who was behind the assassination, and it doesn't matter anyway. He only remembers that the girl who rushed into the encirclement midway was brandishing two long knives like crescent moons. Her swordsmanship was not perfect, and her fighting skills were not at all skillful. Her thin body seemed to fly away with a slight impact. There was no chance of winning. But at that moment, she used a life-threatening fighting method.
Purpose: Lonely souls deserve redemption