The Ancient Hidden Journey

This story is adapted from Cang Xing by Shui Ran (Feng Yi). Here are the lyrics: On an ancient road in the distant outskirts, the desert sunset slants. I raise a cup of weak wine and drink alone as the last crimson fades. In green robes and white, we write of life and death, lamenting Yangguan in three repeated verses. Who can sing with me of those buried, grieving souls, their bones sobbing? What was it, in the end, that left behind these crumbling scripture scrolls? If, in this life, our fleeting bond withers like a flower, who could wait with me until the next snowfall? The old say that mandrakes bloom on the night fragrant flowers rise from the soul, bearing witness to love's illusion, weathered by time and brought to ruin. Clouds darken Lotus Peak as I travel through mist and rosy haze. I play a tune from the frontier, recalling the moon of ancient times. The long road stretches on, stars flicker and fade, and the cycles of rebirth turn through the years. Whose prayers do I hear, as the crisp prayer wheels sway? You once told me not to mistake fate for a tribulation of love. Though we cannot walk together in this life, though our fleeting bond withers like a flower, I will still watch the final snowfall with you. I pick a mandrake blossom and keep watch on the night fragrant flowers rise from the soul, bearing witness to the final ruin of our love. P.S. The Gu Xichao in this story is not the character from Cold Blooded. In the main story, his name will be changed to Qingshan Yin. This story continues the earlier piece, Tears on Green Sleeves, and is another extra story. Stories in this series are gradually coming to light. I hope you'll support them ^-^~ >> [Nameless Tower Series] · [Long Fantasy Novella] (Complete): Blood Lotus Brand Theme: