"Who... Are you?"
Who is talking to me? It seems so close.
Xuan Xiaomo couldn't help but hold her breath, and slowly moved the hand in front of her eyes, raised her eyes and looked forward. The white light gradually dissipated, and the outline of the person slowly became clear...
The dark blue tunic and long boots, the blood red lining and cuffs, the tall and handsome figure in the background, the long hair as black as a waterfall, the eyes as bright as stars, the thin lips with a slight blush, and the face with an exquisite outline that is even more soul-stirring.
This person is really good-looking.
But, it seems a little aloof.
He stood on the human-shaped stone with his hands behind his back, his back straight and his posture upright. He looked down at Xuan Xiaomo with cold eyes, staring at Xuan Xiaomo as if he was looking at a prisoner.
At this moment, time seemed to have stagnated. Xuan Xiaomo looked at this person longingly, always feeling as if he had seen him somewhere before. It was exactly what Jia Baoyu felt when he saw Lin Daiyu in Dream of Red Mansions.
It's so strange, it seems like I've seen it somewhere before. It looks so familiar. I've seen this little brother before.
Intention: Three Lives and Three Worlds