During the heaven-sacrifice ceremony, the girl wore a light blue skirt and a white jade hairpin in her bun. He behaves dignified and generous, his temperament is as elegant as an orchid, and he talks to everyone with a smile.
Yuan Shen just looked sideways as he passed by, without any emotion in his heart. He never thought at that time that apart from the red dress he wore when he was young, there was also a plain dress that could trap him in the prison of love.
By the time he understood what she wanted, she had already left.
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I don't know which year it is the Lantern Festival. The streets are brightly lit and fish and dragons are dancing.
The lights all over the city almost burned Yun Nao's eyes, and the voice of the jade-faced young master in the restaurant, as clear as a spring, could be heard clearly. She raised her head and looked up, silently saying in her heart, "Yuan Shanjian."
He and she both understand that separation is not without love, but they just can't accept this flawed beauty.
Fortunately, the world is vast, and love is just an embellishment. Everyone is well, that's what they want.
Go where you want to go, build your own career, and have your own principles.
——May you and I both enjoy the freedom of heaven and earth.
Intention: I love you, but I also love myself.
