In the third year of Xiaohua's reign, the capital was Fendu.
Qi Ji was taking a break from home to play, but he met a young actor on the way. He wanted to tease him, but he was bitten to death by the little actor and refused to let him run away, so there was nothing he could do. The actor had a very nice name, Chu Lin. He raised Qi Ji very well and listened to plays every day: "If you are willing to listen to me, I will definitely sing. Only when Mr. Qi is well raised can he go into battle to kill the enemy." But Emperor Yongjun wanted to marry him for military merit. Chu Lin was not a human being, but he wanted to put down his pretense of banishing immortals to save the world and roll around in the mud. The two of them looked at each other from a distance of 90,000 miles, but they were just things in the past, mountains and rivers.
The invincible governor-general Qi Ji [attack] & the incompetent little actor Chu Lin [accept]
"I want you to ride the wind and snow without returning, and soar up to 90,000 miles.
There is Alin's home there, so there must be Alin.
You go, I'm here. "
"Master Qi, don't walk against the light. I can't see you smiling."
A world filled with nothing but absurdity.
He said that meeting him was the greatest luck in this life.
"Hey! Little Yuncai! Run slowly, don't fall!" He shouted anxiously from behind.
"No." Chu Lin didn't look back.
"Wait for me, you are too fast." Qi Ji begged pitifully in a soft tone.
"... Master Qi." Chu Lin turned around, his figure reflected in the blue sky that had not yet broken.
"Huh?" Qi Ji stepped forward, stood beside him with a smile, and responded softly.
"The sunrise here is not beautiful, not as beautiful as yours, Mr. Qi."
"Yes, the clouds in the sky are not as cute as the little clouds in my arms."
Intention: There is no hierarchy among actors, and all living beings are equal. Even if you are above the immortal world, you cannot be superior to others.