Mu Qing rushed to a banquet that everyone envied with Mu Ziying in her arms. Everyone said that she lost the white moonlight and ran into a grand feast in the world. It was not until the black mud at the bottom of the cold river almost covered her body that she suddenly woke up - what she went to was never a banquet, but a long-planned death.
The heartbeat of a young man is like the morning dew in the mountains and the lingering snow at dusk and evening. It is clean and transparent, but the most fragile and short-lived. The former bedfellow wanted to bury all her vitality with his own hands. There is no sudden awakening, no crying to save it. After the life-and-death confrontation, all that was left was a divorce agreement, neatly severing years of love.
It started with the excitement of youth and ended with the desolation of the world. Deep love will last forever, and obsession will become empty. From now on, he will walk his smooth path, and she will survive the rest of her life's tribulations, each standing at the opposite end of her destiny, never to meet again.
The most ironic thing in the world is: I risked my whole life to run to you, but you want to end me quietly. The banquet in the world was over, leaving her covered in scars and walking forward alone.
Intention: It started with a young heart, and finally the world was desolate, the love was deep and lifeless, and the obsession became empty.
