See Chang'an

The full text of this article has been revised and archived, and will be updated on the first day of the new year. Daily at 6pm I wish you all a happy new year and all the best! ! Li Ji from Sifang Street is a blessed person that everyone admires. He was able to support the largest shop in the town with his tailoring work, he had apprentices and handymen around him, and he had close friends and friends chatting over tea. He was also blessed with the greatest blessing - marrying Hongyu, whom he had glimpsed in the capital when he was seventeen years old. Neighbors said that he had taken advantage of him. How could a girl from the capital be willing to be trapped in this small tailor shop? Li Ji thought so too. Hongyu has a secret - if she doesn't tell it, he will pretend he doesn't know. Fortunately, after they got married, Hongyu was gentle and considerate towards him, put away her temper with swords and swords, and learned to cook delicious food with her skillful sword and spear skills. If there were occasional quarrels, they could be calmed down. Gradually, the smiling face that used to face someone also appeared when facing him. He thought she never had him in her heart. After all, she had experienced the prosperity of the capital and also experienced the turmoil, and he was just the safest resting place she had chosen. But it would be great if the days could go on like this. Until that night, he was awakened by the movement outside the hospital, and habitually picked up his cloak to look for her. The moment the door opened, blood splashed all over his face. Hongyu held a long knife in her hand, and a trace of blood snaked down her cheek. The last man in black fell at her feet. The courtyard was littered with corpses, and Hongyu stood with a sword in his hand. She raised her eyes and looked over, and it was very much like the scene when he saw her for the first time - that year outside the capital city, she slashed down with her sword, and the blood of the bandits dyed the dusk red. He was startled, and when he looked again, he saw Hongyu holding a long knife, "The yard is dirty." Her voice was calm, but her fingertips were trembling slightly. He could see it clearly, and he was actually a little lucky that he finally started to get closer to her. He was also a little ashamed, and now he finally started to understand her. Li Ji withdrew his gaze, looked past the head that rolled to his feet, and gently put the cloak on her shoulders. "It's late at night and you're exposed, so be careful of catching a cold." She thought he didn't understand her swordsmanship, and he thought she didn't love his daily necessities. But she didn't know that he had already sewn her startling glance into the stitches of the rest of her life; and she stepped through the mountains of corpses and seas of blood just to find peace with him for the rest of her life. You guard your world, and I cut my clothes. There is no difference between the light of the knife and the stitches. Intention: Good things are happening