The Nanmarsh tribe, the most mysterious tribe in the southwest, started a fire when Fengyunwei was 7 years old.
The raging fire destroyed the family's inheritance, and most of the civilization collapsed overnight.
As far as the eye can see, the mountains and forests are full of bones and devastation.
This situation became her nightmare, and she could not sleep at night.
When Han Ye first met Fengyunwei, she was just an infant girl.
He watched her grow up little by little, and fully hoped that she would be worry-free forever, but he never thought that in a fire, the little girl with bright eyes and white teeth in his memory, like the spring breeze, would disappear at the end of time.
And there was nothing he could do.
From then on, this became a bit of cinnabar in his heart, which would never be destroyed until death.
The girls in Nalegui are as free and easy as the wind and as heavy as the earth.
Small Theater
"You are the girl who grew up with me. I hope you can be safe. I will do my best for this. I hope you can escape the filth and quagmire..." Han Ye was a little weak.
However, Feng Yunwei's eyes were bright, as if on fire: "But I don't need it. A girl from Nalegui will never admit defeat, if my destiny is destined to be full of thorns. Han Ye, if you love me, then I hope you can hold me and lead me through it together."
"Since then, I have walked through the scenery for half my life. I have seen the clouds rolling and relaxing, and I have heard the wind roar and the rain cry. All I have thought about is the past——"
"Brilliant terroir." ——Feng Yunwei
May you sail through thousands of sails and never change your original intention.
My dear girl.
Intention: The pace of progress never stops, and the world in our eyes is never just a corner.
