From the moment Dong Xian met Liu Xin for the first time, Liu Xin became his light. In the next few years, he followed his own light without hesitation. Fortunately, he saw another burning light in the pupils of his own light. From then on, the two fires warmed each other, illuminated each other, comforted each other, and redeemed each other.
Some people say that light is not necessarily the sun, but the sun must be light.
But in the end... He closed his eyes and peeked at the last few rays of the setting sun over Canyang. He smiled lightly and realized that light is not necessarily the sun, and the sun is not necessarily bright.
And the Fu Zhu Guiji sword went around and around... Who did it kill?
The farthest distance in the world is nothing but missing you every day and feeling sad alone in the city. In the past two years, he quietly walked every road Liu Xin took to see him come and see him return. Fallen leaves gather and disperse, bringing back spring again
Finally, he waited for the day when Wang Mang left Chang'an. Finally, he could get closer to the truth and Liu Xin. He wanted to be selfish for a while and go find his own love.
Liu Xin
What is the blood of Emperor Zi, you ask? Finally, he replied calmly: There is no blood of the emperor in this world.
Intention: This road is before you, and you know the pros and cons. How should you choose?