Showing Fang Han is like seeing a beautiful face.
I stood on the bank of rolling waves, facing the rushing torrent, with the flag half-rolled in the distance. Why do we always meet and part ways?
Main line:
Baizhu (upward attack in the year) × Gu Qi (shou in the lower year)
He had never felt that Tian Shui Bi was so heavy. He could no longer hold the knife he had held for almost his entire life.
"Bai Zhu, I am already twenty-eight years old."
Li Jing subconsciously interfered with him, but was pulled to the ground by inertia.
A hand suddenly grasped the corner of Gu Qi's clothes tightly. He raised his eyes, but Bai Zhu lowered his head.
"Can... You..., Can you - even - for me, survive..."
Gu Lin (brother) × Gu Qi (brother)
The tip of the young man's knife missed his heart by half an inch.
The light of his sword hit the young man's vital point.
Many years later, people will remember this inseparable story. They could listen to the life of a sect master in a cup of tea, and walk through the joys and sorrows of a young man in a game of chess. Sword after sword, move after move, the fate becomes closer and closer, the wound becomes more painful, what should I use to remember you, what should I use to keep you, when I most fervently desire to keep you, when my emotions can no longer be suppressed, you will not wait for me.
Intention: Passionate but always seem to be ruthless, I can't laugh in front of the bottle.