"He is Emperor Suyuan. He cultivates the Wuqing Art and protects the three realms. But what I insist on guarding now are just some lingering thoughts that I don't want to let go of."
The clouds are gone, reflecting the sea tide, and the sky recalls the past wind and frost.
The dream returns to the cold light, and the fallen heroes complain of desolation.
——"Memories of Broken Flowers"
Don't go there, don't come back, I'll think about it for a long time.
We are never together or separated.
Even if you are a god, you cannot escape something called destiny.
He is him, but not that him.
She was wrong at the beginning of the story.
*Re-draft the outline and we will meet again as soon as possible!
Motto: The right people will eventually meet no matter what
