"My Ayan is the most dazzling pearl in the world and should not be covered in dust."
"My inkstone should be the only bright moon in the world, shining brightly."
There is a great storyteller in Xunxi City, but no one in the city knows his origins and he is completely alone.
The storyteller talked about other people's affairs and stood outside the wall, showing no sadness or joy, as if everything in the world had nothing to do with him.
Song Yanzhou and Lin Zhaoyan were childhood sweethearts. Since Song Yanzhou was young, apart from the well-being of his family and the stability of the country, he only had the thought of growing old together with Ayan.
Song Yanzhou walked through every inch of land that Ayan protected with his life. In his opinion, the smoke outside the house, the dazzling sunshine, the breeze beside him, and the gentle drizzle were everywhere without Ayan, as if she had never left and was by his side.
At the end of the story, the soft sobs under the white snow, together with the undeclared love, dispersed into clouds with sighs and penetrated deep into the bone marrow.
If there is an afterlife, I only hope that Ayan will be safe and smooth, and Zhaozhao will be fulfilled.
Gorgeous female general x gentle noble man
Intention: Destined but not separated, lovesickness is incomprehensible.
