At that time, Chang'an sent away the cute little white rabbit with big red eyes. He was not sad, but missed him.
Yue Yanzhi sighed: "Chang'an, the choice is always right. But this rightness cannot make the little rabbit die less quickly, nor can it eliminate your longing and sadness. Because you abandoned it, there will always be the shadow of such a little white rabbit in your heart."
Chang'an, do you know that in a long life, this kind of choice is necessary. You cannot avoid it, you can only learn to adapt.
The last image that Chang An remembered was the man in green clothes with wide sleeves smiling and talking. There was no helplessness, no sadness, just peace.
Changan knelt down slowly, as if in slow motion. The falling yellow petals made her face look even paler. She looked up at the vast sky with no tears in her eyes, and said, "Sir, I don't believe in fate."
Every word is engraved.
Ps: Since this is my first time writing an article, I just want to write about the heroine's step-by-step growth. It's about family ties and love, so it's probably going to be very slow. This is just an experience of walking through the sky full of flying flowers, beautiful and sentimental.
That's all.