The weather forecast says there will be no stars tonight but there will be a moon.
The first time Yu Jianbai met Zhou Wanshu was in a small Jiangnan town full of green bricks and gray tiles.
In the evening twilight,
She was wearing an ancient light green floor-length cheongsam with a full placket, and her black hair was held lazily by a wooden hairpin. She was standing under the neem tree on the shore. The wind blew and the white petals of the tree fell. She stretched out a white and slender jade hand, as if she wanted to catch the neem flowers that fell in the wind. He looked lonely and distant, his eyes flickering on and off.
One glance for thousands of years.
Yu Jianbai, who has been cultivating his moral character in Taoist temples for many years, has a pure heart and strong self-control, and his heart has never been disturbed in the past twenty-eight years.
Just left in this small town in Nancheng.
In the aristocratic circle of G City, who doesn't know Mr. Yu?
When he was young, he entered Taoism. Although he looked as gentle as jade and had the appearance of a young master, he was actually cold and affectionate, rejecting people thousands of miles away.
They all thought that in the end they would always be by the Patriarch's side.
Unexpectedly, after a trip to Nancheng, he lost his heart to a small town girl named Zhou Wanshu.
No one expected that he, who was just one step away from falling to the edge of depravity, would be pulled back from the abyss step by step by his little moon.
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Although Zhou Wanshu was born in Chongqing and is considered half southerner, he has always yearned for the true Jiangnan in his heart.
Look at the sky at dawn and the clouds at dusk.
After his parents passed away, he came to Nancheng alone without any worries.
Here she met her moon.
She once asked him: "I'm not good at all... Why do you like me?"
The man stretched out his broad white palm. Each finger is like warm and nourishing mutton-fat white jade. It seems that he has been pampered since he was a child. He rubbed the broken hair on the top of Zhou Wanshu's head randomly, his eyes were lowered, and he smiled.
"There are so many reasons in this world, but my brother only likes my little moon..."
People who have been in the dark for too long without seeing any light, how can they not hold on tightly when they see the only ray of moonlight?
Intention: Zhao Zhao Yun Duan Yue, this intention is sent to Zhao Zhao.