Once upon a time, there was no water in the sea, but nothing except Wushan was like clouds.
Junior sister:
Our whole life is just a ridiculous period.
The young years passed blankly and blankly, like being covered by a severe cold snow, leaving nothing behind. The only memories between you and me are frightening fights. Their revenge on each other is vicious and profound, and their hatred is obsessive to the point of madness.
When I think about it now, I feel shocked. It turns out that in our lives, hate lasts longer than love, and coldness lasts longer than warmth.
It doesn't matter what you get, because you lose too much. We ruined each other's happiness with our own hands.
I will stay on Piaomiao Peak to count the coming of spring and winter, and you will wait in the Western Summer Palace to watch the flowers bloom and fade. No one will understand the desolation of a woman in her twilight years, when there is no love but hatred. All our tenderness is covered up, and when I see myself, I think of the scars on your face.
Junior sister, it turns out that among the three of us, the only one who has always been entangled is you and me.
I laughed "It's not her, it's not her", you smiled bitterly "It's her, it's her".
With the same smile, everything comes to nothing in the end.
Dark night is coming.
(I accidentally caught a glimpse of the Tianshan chapter on Tianlong's official website, and it was very touching. SO, I couldn't help but commit a crime against the wind, and made another pitfall. This narration is borrowed from the Tianshan chapter of the game, for everyone to pay tribute to the Tianshan child grandmother)