Yuan Ying always remembers that night ten years ago.
There is actually a moment of tenderness in the murderous hell of Wannu Cave, and the dead heart is rekindled.
He had seen her at her most miserable and miserable state, he had seen her as timid as when she became stronger now, and he had seen her tough growth that cut through the wind and frost along the way.
"You don't have to be so strong." Feng Mu smiled, as heart-warming as the melting snow on the mountain.
The celestial palace of Laojun Mountain is covered with countless red flowers.
Xie Zhilan held her hand with a smile on his face, like the melting snow on a high mountain.
The wind and snow were swaying in Laojun Mountain, and the night wind blew his snow clothes.
The world never paid attention to her, she was just an ant walking alone in the dark night. Until she met him, he was in the abyss and wanted to take her to the light.
He doesn't have much time left.
It's light.
Yuan Ying opened her eyes. On Laojun Mountain, the wind and snow were still there. Xie Zhilan closed her eyes quietly. Next to her was his favorite piano. A few grains of snow fell on his eyelashes, like a fairy unstained by the world.
Her eyes were red.
Intention: Brightness lasts forever