After all these years buried in books and fighting my way through the workplace, I've almost forgotten what romance is. Every so often, I chat with friends who write, and we talk about old-school stories and the tragic beauty of early strong-but-doomed characters. Then someone suddenly asked, "Do you still remember Yun Xiaoxiao?" Everyone started reminiscing, and I played along, pretending to be "confused"...
After everyone went their separate ways, I stood in the sunlight, crouched by the roadside for ages.
How could I not remember?
When I watched Phoenix in the World back then, I was just a little girl. Everyone loved Fenghuang, and we were very satisfied with the ending.
I laughed. "Satisfied with what?" When Brother Yun said, "Yan'er, I want you to remember, no matter what happens, you'll always mean the most to me," didn't everyone just go blank? So what if they ended up together? Yan'er would always be in his heart.
I was "harsh" back then, but not harsh enough. I didn't say:
He would always have only Yan'er in his heart... the one person in that vast martial world who could stand shoulder to shoulder with him...
Important points, pay attention:
1. Yun-Yao shippers, enjoy shipping them among yourselves. If it's not your thing, please don't read.
2. I don't hate Fenghuang, and even like her a little. I can't write her as a silly, sweet girl who throws herself at him without a second thought.
3. This is a plot-driven story based entirely on my imagination. Please don't bring in the actors or the original work. No arguments.
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It's so rare that after all these years, there are still people writing articles for Yao Yan and Yun Xiaoxiao