That summer, I learned about Chen Qingren's story through the TV series. All of them were amazing and talented people, but they couldn't be free and unrestrained, but were full of shackles.
I feel sorry for them, especially my uncle.
I love his arrogance, but I also hate his arrogance:
Why did he hide his delicate thoughts under his violence so well that he even wanted to deceive himself?
Why can't you talk properly? It was obvious that everything he did was always for the Jiang family and Wei Wuxian.
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But this is him, the head of the Jiang family, the master of the three poisons. As early as when I watched the drama, I had already conceived countless characters and plots just to tell him the truth about the secretion of pills.
Jin Ling is the person he cares about most, and the Jin Ling in the play is just as arrogant as him. But at the end of the play, the scene where Jin Ling rushes out of the Guanyin Temple to find Wei Wuxian made me unhappy.
Finally, we have this story, and we have a young lady, Jin Ling, who is very much like her mother and uncle. I hope she will always stand by her uncle, say the words that he cannot say, and settle the injustices in the play.
For A Yao, having a caring niece helped Liao comfort the pain of losing her son.
For Xichen, an eccentric apprentice dilutes his worries about his younger brother.
For Huaisang, being the only junior he could talk to might not be enough to relieve his loneliness, but it was enough.
For Wangxian, this is the only junior in the world who can understand them, Wangji's glimmer of comfort, and Xianxian's windproof cotton-padded jacket.
For A Yang, there is a glimmer of hope, another person willing to give him candy.
This article is written for family and friends, and confidants. I hope this is a warm and healing story. If you have CP, it will be Xichen~
Intention: I hope they are well, especially my uncle~