Deep Among Falling Blossoms

I read Luo Hua Shen again, a fairly solid story. The two protagonists have two lines. One thinks that others are ashamed of him, and the other thinks that he is ashamed of others. Those who collect debts must use all their strength, while those who repay debts only need one life. It is rare that the relationship between the characters and the distribution of space between the two sides are more even, but Jiang Shuishen is more difficult to grasp than the person who makes a knife or a sword in other stories. In the end, Yue Huanong said that everything he thinks makes sense. Previously, he saved people and separated his wife and children (Baili Jiyu). When he paid off his debt, he obediently committed suicide at the command and was stopped by Yue Huanong. It was not until Yue Huanong was about to die in front of him that he realized that it was his fault. Although I can smell a little bit of daddy's charm (daddy issues broke out), I am not attracted to Jiang Shuishen's character design. Although he loves openly and shamelessly, the resolution of the knot in his heart is not in the rhythm of the story. After reading it, I have no impression - not to mention the precedent of Luo Wan being my eternal love. Yue Guang (ah, I am the kind of person who will be the dream girl in the original film) is much better than Yue Huanong. It is rare that he is a "bitch" who has desires purely for himself. You must know that this mess in the Sicao universe is still covered with at least a layer of "for others" or at least "for universal morality". The process of Xiaoyue's different starting points is particularly tragic. His calculations fall short and his fighting spirit plummets, but his love goes smoothly. As I write this, I suddenly realize that this story should be the most common pair among the Si Cao characters. The curse imposed on them is simple and effective, and the method of getting rid of the curse is therefore more like a fairy tale. Some people in the comments said that Sicao's story is getting sweeter and sweeter, and it does make sense. As for He Qi's complicated life - He Qi's simple life. After his father's death, he was worried about the difficulty of the funeral and said that he would send me away after the first seven years of his life. However, it fell on a high platform. Xiaoyue gritted his teeth and told the truth: When I was a child, I also hoped that you would never come out when you walked into the forest. This is another story of Han Meng, but with an extra layer of gentle observation. To put it bluntly, this jealousy is caused by external factors, whether it is power or father, but there is no need to insist that it is because he is not as good as others. This is indeed a solid, sweet story. Even if it is not as breathtaking as other miserable oe, it is still worthy of a good dream.

Ending with flowers ~ At the end of the last chapter, Doctor Jiang caught Xiao Yue from behind. It really felt like "touching a stone at the bottom of the water". I really like this hazy sense of security. Xiao Yue also found the wanderer's anchor from the relationship between the two.

Joining forces to strike a sword is truly the ultimate romance among swordsmen! I really like the sense of fate that two people are not so perfect, but they can fit together perfectly in some aspects. Thank you to the teacher for coming back to serve the meal after a long time.

In fact, he had long wanted to kill himself, but at the end of the battle, someone came to uphold justice for the person he wrongly killed (...?), So he did so. No matter the best swordsman or a reckless doctor, they were just duckweeds held in confusion after the wrongful killing. He still needed someone to help him.

Just commit suicide, it feels like your mental state is on the verge of reaching the limit. Since you feel so guilty, are you torturing yourself by living these years? I'm curious about their past.

Sir, do you want to join V this time? I really want to give you some money... I really like your martial arts. It is as clear and clear as the cracked ice-cracked porcelain cup rolling down the mountain spring. It gives me a feeling of a long drought.

It is indeed getting sweeter and sweeter. These two arrows are poking me to death.

Is it my imagination that Si Cao Wen is getting sweeter?

Tears flowed down, I hope Brother Yu succeeded

Ouch, the brothers and sisters who are still alive are really foxes that have been around for thousands of years.