Keshen stayed silently in the wind and sand where he had forgotten his hometown, just waiting to enjoy the spring breeze with his lover again, but he only hoped that the king from far away would pity him and give him the name of treading on the sand and the ability to ferry to meet his old friend.
The huge house was empty, leaving only the loneliness and desolation of Chen Ci. The bustling front yard was incompatible with the house, until it was a dream of missing love.
You are so unlucky, you are one step ahead, and disappear in an instant, turning into a cloud of smoke and disappearing suddenly. In the dream, they love so much that they can't part with each other. It's a pity that the years are like a song.
"Meeting you is my greatest luck"
"Me too"
Intention: There is no love in the world, but you make me meet love