When he was eighteen years old, his father's legitimate son died in a conspiracy involving court disputes. Afterwards, his legitimate mother became extremely sad and visited all the powerful officials who said that medicine and stone could not cure the disease and that it all depended on God's will. My father didn't know whose advice he received, and he thought of his illegitimate son whom he hadn't seen for eighteen years—me...
"Xiao Yu, do you have any regrets?"
"Although he died nine times, he still has no regrets..."
Feng Yue looked at the people in front of him who were getting further and further away, and his heart felt like it was being crushed. The mountains and rivers are dangerous here, and only the bright moon is with him. I wish you peace.
Intention: The people in the story walk against the light and become the scenery in our eyes. I hope that the loved ones will not have to look against the light and become the light.