When they were young, two boys made a promise beneath a peach tree. As time passed, the promise slowly faded from memory. By the time it was brought up again, everything had changed.
He thought that if they had never met, memories of the years gone by would not have become an excuse to cry, the quiet world would not have become a reason to feel lonely, and his dreams would not have brought the ache of longing in the night.
The more he loved him once, the more he hated him now.
Zhao Su was dazed. He thought perhaps love could last forever, but it was simply something he could never hope to have.
Elsewhere, in another building,
Chu Xiaohan drank alone, drowning his sorrows, and murmured, "Zizhan, won't you please talk to me? I'm begging you."
Theme: In this life, you are the old friend I forgot over a thousand years. You are the one who stained yourself with worldly dust and scattered your sorrowful longing. When fate begins and ends, we pass each other by. Whose city did you conquer, and whose heart did I betray? From then on, that face was forgotten at the ends of the earth, never to meet again. You missed a season: the season of falling flowers. Your figure draped in red, your skirts fluttering, your soft sleeves sweeping through the air as if sweeping away a thousand years of the past.
When will your wife sign the contract? (╯╰?)
Ahhh, I want to see this!!! (Front row view) _(:зゝ∠)_
Update, please (?????)
The missing person has finally returned! ∠( ?"∠)_
That's so fast! _(:зゝ∠)_
Wow, that's fast! (ω?)
Sorry! The author is now writing novels on Feilu, using the same pen name!
Old Wu, let's slow down!
Old Wu, let's slow down!