Once, he was a young wandering swordsman, riding a white horse with reckless abandon. Now his battle robes are stained with blood, and he fights for his life on the battlefield.
But that person will never return. All that remains is pain etched into his bones.
Years later, the sound of a flute rings out beneath the peach blossoms. Only then, amid the stirring strains of a battle march, does he begin to understand his own feelings.
A tale from the past of Lanling, with an original protagonist, and an ambiguous romance.
A short story. Luo Yu's word is as good as gold: I absolutely will not abandon it!
Background music: Hetu, "All the World"
How long ago did you show it to me, but I have only written one chapter so far. . . . . -_-
Sorry, you know.
Sending flowers to Da Da, the article has been accepted, keep up the good work!
Ne. Ne. Come on, I love it so much. Hetu Sama's other songs are also very good. I recommend you listen to them. I was obsessed with Chang Gong at one time.
Can you tell me your number? . .
Big. . . Well written. . .
Can I make friends with you?
I also graduated from high school, hehe. . .
Can you tell me yours? . .
How long ago did you show it to me, but I have only written one chapter so far. . . . . -_-
Sorry, you know. Sending flowers to Da Da, the article has been accepted, keep up the good work!
Ne. Ne. Come on, I love it so much. Hetu Sama's other songs are also very good. I recommend you listen to them. I was obsessed with Chang Gong at one time.
Can you tell me your number? . .
Big. . . Well written. . . Can I make friends with you? I also graduated from high school, hehe. . . Can you tell me yours? . .