Xiao Feng Sheng | Luo Bai Chen
When the red rope fell, Luo Baichen thought it was just that the wind was stronger, but when he raised his eyes, he saw his old friend holding a lantern and coming through the wind and snow.
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Deep in his spiritual core, there is a small piece of broken spirit wrapped in it, with a name vaguely reflected on it.
That man once changed his fate against the will of heaven and suffered a divine punishment for him. Before his soul was gone, he only left one sentence:
"Don't remember me, otherwise this disaster will be in vain."
But a hundred years later, when he was describing the spring scenery in the courtyard in front of the window, he turned his pen and subconsciously dropped a name on the paper - Xiao Fengsheng.
His heart suddenly felt sour and swollen, and a tear rolled down his cheek and spread on the rice paper.
He said:
"I'm sorry, Xiao Fengsheng, I forgot about you for a long time, but I finally remembered you."
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Wherever he wrote, his obsession turned into a grave and buried all the tears in the world. However, that time, he buried a jar of wine at the bottom of the tomb, which was his favorite Qianshan Jing.
I obviously promised to have a drink next time we meet, but I haven't opened it for a long time.
But thousands of years have passed, the wind and snow are still there, and there is no trace of the old friend.
Although it looks a bit be-y, he
Practice writing... Maybe my writing is a bit useless, but I still wish everyone a happy meal~
Intention: God took back His projection and control over the human world. God died, so our shadow finally fell completely on the earth.
