When they met again, they met because they liked the same book. Although they haven't seen each other for a long time, his lovesick eyes are still lingering around her like a soul.
Although Songyun had made up his mind to leave, Songyun still couldn't help but pursue his leaving figure. He was wearing a long robe and holding a book in his hand. The strong smell of books on his body seemed to have overshadowed the heroic spirit of the past. Thinking about it, his life can be considered a legend, from picking up a book, to holding a sword, to picking up a book again. Never stopped.
Every look on his face and every word he speaks slowly tell the story of his suffering past, his tolerant and broad-minded demeanor, and his long and deep love.
From seeing through the world of mortals to becoming a human being in the world, from singing in the daytime to dimming of lights, from being ignorant to becoming a white head in this world.
Intention: All that is solid will vanish into thin air