That was the first time Xu Siming encountered a pair of eyes like that
They were like the eyes of a fox that roamed the world, but when the fox quirked its eyebrows at him, he knew he was being teased again.
When did it start? Cheng Yi remembered every moment of the young man's high spirits, but suddenly realized that he didn't want to taste the hundred years of loneliness again, so he tried his best to stay by his side.
"I have been a vixen for many years. She is very delicate. She has to comb my hair and cut my nails..."
"I know"
If a hundred years from now the old cicadas are chirping and all they see are falling flowers, but not the smiling people around them, then no matter how noisy the world is, it will still feel like death.
Just like Xu Siming looked into those eyes hundreds of years ago and thought he could resist the temptation, but fell deeply into it. The same will be true hundreds of years later.
Intention: Slightly, slightly, slightly, slightly...