Gao Chi followed King Ding to the outside world.
I saw the smoke and wind and sand outside the pass, and the tall buildings with the remaining light outside the pass.
I also met a man outside Guan who was sharper and colder than a knife.
There are no such sharp and clear figures in the capital, which makes the young boy lose his soul at a glance.
Even in my dreams, there is the light of his snow-white sword.
The man looked back and looked far away, Gao Chi felt like a deer had hit him, and couldn't help but think to himself: Life is too short, and it would be the right way to roll under the same bed with him as soon as possible.
Su Yan chased his enemy to the outside of the pass. The enemy lost him but picked up a young boy with bright eyes.
The young boy looks like the fine silks and satins he once owned when his family never fell into ruin.
Delicate, soft, tough
I put it in my hand and rubbed it, and then I didn't want to let him go. I wished I could carry him with me in my pocket and take it out for a kiss and a hug anytime, anywhere.
He met a young boy outside the customs. From then on, a little light shone out from the darkness, leading him and loving him, turning his life into a long and gorgeous picture scroll.
Motto: Don't give up hope in adversity