Singing in the Wind and Snow

"Is there anything that can transcend that ridiculous way of heaven and reincarnation?" The gods wrote the laws of heaven and earth. The line of cause and effect involves entanglements in the world, and the celestial chart predicts the myriad situations of the world. After thirty years of watching the sunrise and sunset of Kunlun Mountain, Meng Yunge recounted the memories with that person over and over again. The original desire heart is like still water, but unexpectedly it is difficult to change the delusion. Meng Yunge looked at that man's back from childhood to now. When I was young, my feelings for Master were engraved in my heart, and as time went by, they became even more profound. It was as if someone was guiding him along the way to uncover the scar from thousands of years ago. The wind rises in Canglan and rolls up a peach blossom tree. The wind blew through Meng Yunge's clothes, and the petals fell on Duan Zhichuan's fingertips. The sky thunder dispersed the lingering feelings and turned into a question - have you ever regretted it? Meeting you in this world is such a great blessing in life, how can you regret it? "When did you start not being able to let go of him?" "Nuwa created all human beings from clay, so how can you judge the ruthlessness of wood and stone?" "The so-called way of heaven... Is so ridiculous." "When the peach blossoms bloom, Master will come back." ———— This is a sweet article (the author Qing Mimi swears) It's not the main subject, it's the main attack text! ! ! I made a typo on the page! ! Keep out of the thunder! ! In this article, there will also be a pair of Lily CPs, a pair of male and female CPs + several pairs of male and female CPs The main plot is driven by one of Lily, so don't enter if you don't like it. At the end of the year, Master will accept For entertainment only ———— The sun shines through the branches and leaves, spreading finely among the peach trees. The wind blew away the clouds and the petals flew, blowing up the man's waist-length white hair. The fine hair brushed the dark blue sleeves, the man turned around, and the light shone on his face, making it unreal. Just like when Meng Yunge first met that person a hundred years ago, in the peach forest and in the world, this person was the only one who entered his heart. Intention: waiting