Su Yanxing fell into the word game she loved so much, but couldn't find a way out due to the mismatch of fate.
[Traveling through time and space, the low self-esteem and sensitive little Lucky x guides his lover to make sacrifices to help the little Ah Xie]
(The story of two little bitter gourds)
The heroine Su Zhenshu, who she had drawn by herself, was standing in the center of the Immortal Gate in the most dazzling manner. The woman was as beautiful as the bright moon in her arms, as wise as the stars and rivers, and the swords flying in the air were full of the perseverance and courage she had longed for. There was a familiar gentle smile on Su Zhenshu's lips, but her eyes were filled with fiery affection that she had never experienced before, and that light was pouring unreservedly towards the name hidden in her heart.
Her male protagonist, the lover whom she had given her heartbeat through words on countless late nights, was now reaching out to Su Zhenshu through the crowd. His eyes were filled with indulgence that he was very familiar with. The words "I respect all your choices" were still warm in his throat, but he finally fell for Su Zhenshu. The girl stood in the shadow of the story, looking at the red thread she had carefully woven, binding the two perfect figures tighter and tighter, and she was just a faint trace of ink spread by the tip of the pen, even the bystanders were cautious.
It turns out that the sharpest calamity was the one who created the invulnerable "I" with my own hands, but in her light, I saw all my unspoken cowardice and embarrassment. Those thoughts hidden in the words eventually became the streamer on her skirt, and Su Mingxing could only hold the broken script and read their "love" silently in the virtual perfection.
Purpose: My lover will recognize my soul before I do