At a poetry gathering held by a friend, Ruan Lingxin saw him in a dim corner.
He was wearing a gray cloth gown, and his long hair was messily pulled back.
He also looked at her, across the oil lamp in the middle,
Blue cloth, black skirt and cloth shoes, bright face with aloof indifference.
He thought, this is not an easy girl to get along with, but he has allowed her to do whatever she wants for the rest of her life.
She also thought that this quiet young man was really a weak scholar, but she didn't expect that it was this scholar who broke into the smoke of war and walked through mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Because the sight lasted for ten thousand years, no matter how long the years passed, it could not wear away the throb at that time.
Cold and wanton lady Ⅹ Taciturn and handsome scholar
Purpose: To pay tribute to people from all walks of life who stood up during the war
