Short Story, A Dream of Jianghu Fang Siming Fanfiction
In the big dream of Jianghu, how can the young hero and him transcend the constraints of identity and truly be together without any grudges?
I've been playing it on and off for a long time, and sometimes I feel it's boring, but I can't put it down.
I can't forget Fang Siming. I can't explain how it feels. I really resonate with the two-dimensional character.
Hence this short article, he has his world, and I have mine. But I still hope that there will be a story that belongs to us in some intersecting parallel time and space.
Although it is written about love, I feel more distressed, wrapping my fragile soul with indifference, and self-flagellation between the so-called good and evil.
Maybe I won't play games anymore, but I will always remember him
Intention: The passionate heart is stirring, the light is ahead