Hatred is deep and love is shallow.
The moment the sword and flute intersected, Qianzhihan suddenly remembered him in the bamboo forest that year.
He always has a smile on his face and always speaks softly.
Reality is always cold, but memories are warm.
Just as she fell into deep memories again, a hand covered her eyes.
A smiling voice sounded again: "Mother Han, I'm back."
Black Lotus, extremely rich inner drama, poisonous-mouthed female protagonist x gentle and jade-like male protagonist
Intention: love