When Gu Guancheng knew Xu Miaoyin, she was still someone else's fiancée.
That evening, his old friend who was very interested in antiques invited him to appreciate them.
The elegant collection is on public display by an old friend. The hollow window lattice is penetrated by the sunlight, faintly smearing the beautiful figures. The sunlight flows through the silk cheongsam and the black hair. The woman's dark hair was held up by a wooden hairpin, exposing her white neck.
Under the shadow of the light, the outline of her face looks cold and untainted by the world.
At a party held by the family, I saw her again, wearing a Chinese dress and a red mole between her eyebrows, like Guanyin, who saves all living beings.
From then on, Guanyin came into my dream. I saw Guanyin and prayed to save me.
Intention: sober sinking