The Year of Flowers and Hairpins

Taking over from Danmei's "Hunting to the Shore" He, luxurious and unrestrained, domineering and majestic, she, distant and beautiful, so quiet and graceful, should have had nothing to do with each other, but because of a flower mother-of-pearl inlaid with beads and a green hairpin, they have been tied together by an inseparable fate for the rest of their lives. At dusk, I glimpsed the twilight, and the ground was filled with red flakes, which were absurd and tangled. He put a hairpin into her bun: "From now on, I will give it to you whatever you like." She remained silent, and all she thought about was "accepting her fate." Does imposed love bring shackles or fetters? Heroes will eventually grow old, and beauties will eventually fade away. In troubled times, in the world of mortals, and through all the tribulations, can they still be an ordinary couple and hold hands until they grow old? Newly opened, see here http://www. Jjwxc. Net/onebook. Php? Novelid=1447797 Updates resumed Intention: