On calm days, I am used to sitting in front of the window and drinking. The crisp autumn air is the perfect time to appreciate chrysanthemums.
A leaf swirled down in front of me, causing ripples in the pond, and was quickly carried away by the flowing water. Leaves, when you were first born on the treetops, did you ever imagine that one day you would fall into the pond and flow with the water?
Just like my life, Xu Jinqiu's life was once so bleak, so short, and so brilliant, but the final result was so unexpected.
I suddenly woke up from a big dream: perhaps, there was never Xu Jinqiu, there was always only Liu Rushi.
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