The pink and white jade smiles proudly, and the smile competes with the fragrance of autumn chrysanthemums.
Suddenly the Milky Way comes in one night, and the moon and stars come in incense at night.
Looking at your back disappearing in the starry sky,
What else can we do?
Lost in a dream...
This is the love of elves,
Romantic and bleak.
So I wrote down my pseudonym in the fandom beautifully:
Lunala's Snow Spirit…
Concept: Legend has it that elves have eternal life, and falling in love with elves is a tragedy...
