[Cheerful and contrasting genius apprentice x cool, gentle and beautiful master]
"I'm sorry, Master, for keeping you waiting for so long."
"Even if it takes three hundred years, I can afford to wait as a teacher."
From the moment he met Shen Mozhu at the age of 16, Ye Fengning knew that Shen Mozhu would be his only one.
Gardenia petals fell on Shen Mozhu's shoulders, and the wind gently blew Shen Mozhu's hair. The faint fragrance of gardenia floated thousands of miles. Ye Fengning walked towards the master, who glanced at him lightly, took his hand and said, "Let's go home."
The writing is not good, just make do with it.
If you like it, stay. If you don't, leave. Thank you.
Intention: I have met many people, but I still feel they are far inferior to you
