Mo Yun Tiancheng

——Why are you called Luo Mo? I wanted to ask but never did. The man in front of him wore nothing but this dark blue gown, but it made his eyebrows look like mountains and his eyes look like water, creating an indescribable charm of the scene. He said his name was Luo Mo. He came here from Peiping in the year of the Southern Anhui Incident. He said he was looking for someone. He said he broke through ninety-nine pairs of shoes. He said he finally arrived in Fengdu. Firstly, he saw no one and secondly, he didn't meet the shoe seller. He had no choice but to go barefoot and settle down here, waiting for the person he wanted to see to appear. "Why are you so sure he will come here? Maybe he has gone elsewhere. Don't say you are not him, even he himself may not know where he will drift to the next moment." What I said was cruel, but it was the truth. The truth is often more sad than the imagined sadness. He must have known this, so he said, "I can't say for sure." Main recommendation Intention: