"When a thought arises, thousands of rivers and mountains change. When a thought is extinguished, the world changes."
Nan Siyao: The young man looked at him with such nostalgia, his obsidian-like black eyes were persistent and absolute. This man really treated him well, but his world never needed anyone's intervention.
He is like a poppy blooming in the dark night, swaying alone and arrogantly on the soil of humility and contempt. The more evil he is, the more dazzling he is, the more deadly he is, the more noble he is.
Beichenran: Having never been in contact with humans, he doesn't know what the feeling in his heart is of trying to please others. It is a kind of desire and joy that comes from deep within, with a bit of eager trance. That person has an extremely delicate face.
The eyes that were as bright as glass were charming in their clearness, but alienated in their softness. When his own shadow was reflected in those eyes, although his heart was filled with fear, his eyes could not bear to move away. The man's embrace was so warm, as if as long as he held him, all the pain and loneliness of the past would disappear in an instant, leaving only the sweetness of bright orange in the whole world. The feeling of wanting to protect is so strong that I almost lose myself!
Who is waiting for the drops of water to turn into the vast sea, who is still there after seeing all the past and present? When the stars move and the moon falls, and you are missing from the world of mortals, what else can be called scenery? Some people say that in the past and present life, there must be someone who came to this world just to be tortured by you. Because I firmly believe that even if the world is full of wind and snow, I will still be so attached to you!
I'm waiting for you-----"A thousand years is not long, and a hundred years is not short."
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