When Ling Xiao saw that man for the first time in Daqing when he was young, he felt that he was like a god descending from heaven, with every move and every smile he made. . They are all so eye-catching, as if the whole body is shrouded in a misty fairyland, like gods descending to earth, and no one can desecrate them. I was still young at that time, so I didn't know what it felt like. I just felt that if I could catch a glimpse of that person, I would have no regrets in this life.
A few years later, I rescued him this time in crisis, so I didn't care about anything. Thinking that the person I was thinking about appeared in front of me like this, I had to think about being with him for a long time. It didn't matter whether he wanted to be with him or not, whether he liked me or hated himself. What mattered was that he could accompany him and see him every day. I became satisfied.
Intention: To travel through the world of mortals hand in hand, and to reach the end of the world with one sword and one sword.