Once
She married another man, smiling as she drank the poisoned wine.
Later
He was aloof and self-possessed, determined to keep them both free of entanglements.
Yet the outcome was always beyond anyone's expectations.
One loved with fierce, unwavering devotion; the other's love was shallow and untouched by sorrow.
And he
finally began to feel confused.
Can love begin again?
Are the voices we've heard and the people we've loved really as we imagined them?
The heart of the zither, the heart of love.
Whose zither is being played, and whose heart is being remembered?
Yan Han bows to all you readers. Thank you for your support.
My updates are very irregular.
Lazy woman, where are you?
It's September now, where are you?
I guess those clothes are not cheap. . . . . The weft is stuck here. . . I'm still waiting to see if I guessed it right. . . . Okay, I'm bored. . .
Mo Li Mandrill. . . In fact, he is a very gentle person. . . . Who will this Xiaobai follow? The aisles are separated only by death. . . . Hungry. . . It seems a bit vulgar. . . . . Flash
Lantern riddles are pretty good~ The child's name. . . Okay it's cute. . . Why is it so popular? If anything is useful, why should we do it? Hungry. . . "Enlightenment". . . No impression at all. . . Escape
Thumbs up~~~~~~~~~~~~·Good article, good article
It's been so long that I've forgotten the previous ones.
The puppy has a lot of blood!
Female match? Not quite like it