[About the new work, go to Douban. It is about the story of Yang Jinghao and Xia tide. It has been renamed "The Moon Comes to Me"]
March 14th is a warm wedding day.
On the day of her wedding, the red carpet was spread across a ten-mile street, and the crackling of firecrackers resounded throughout Jiyun City.
At that time, several gunshots suddenly erupted near the border line, which was a hundred miles away, and frightened birds flapped their wings and flew out of the dense forest.
Sheng Nuan, who was sitting in the wedding car, suddenly heard a phantom voice in her ears——
"Sheng Nuan, I love you."
Lu Cheng thought, let him be a flower tree that would bloom in the spring when she was born, shade her in the summer, die slowly in the autumn and winter, and bury the branches in the land he loved.
Because there are people on this land that he wants to protect.
The sky lantern he placed said -
"I hope she will forget me soon and fall in love with someone else slowly."
Weibo: @_
Intention: I want to see you, and I love you