Shen Mingruo was the most ordinary medical cultivator among these three thousand lifetimes. She had one friend:
a peerless genius of their age.
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If Xiao Chongxue's life was a conspiracy plotted against him from the moment he was born,
then Shen Mingruo was the unforgettable, mellow moonlight in his brief eighteen years.
From the sword cultivator boy who first left his sect with frost and snow on his blade, to his eventual death on the boundless snowy plains, his soul dissipating from the world,
he never imagined his life would be so brief and lonely.
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Shen Mingruo would always remember the day she first met Xiao Chongxue, when the spring sunlight filled the young man's eyes. She would also always remember the last day she saw him, when snow fell all night over Yanku City...
For many years afterward, Shen Mingruo waited and waited for the day her boy would return.
Perhaps he would, perhaps he wouldn't. But she would always remember the gentle, slender boy reaching out his hand.
"A Ruo, you can hold my hand." His gaze held the stars in the sky.
You lie beneath the earth, your bones turn to dust; I remain in this world, my hair covered in snow.
An ordinary medical cultivator who can't heal x a frail sword cultivator in poor health
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A cultivation setting, with lots of original worldbuilding, and a slow burn.
It's just a love story, so the logic might not be great.
Though I may dig a few holes, I'll definitely fill them in. (I'll try to update daily.)
Theme: A dazzling young love, never forgotten through the years
What! Hurry up and write it if you don't want me to!!!