Every bird that sleeps in the east will usher in its dawn, and you just hibernated for a little longer. One day, I will wake you up.
Seven years ago, Qing Niao stood in front of the Snow Mountain Temple and watched Fu Baiwu leave. The young man was slender and walked freely, leaving only one sentence: "Wait until I come back, Qing Niao."
At that time, she felt that maybe it was time to end the long journey of secret love. However, maybe the people who were meant to be together would meet again after all.
Seven years later, the boy lost his childishness and stood in front of her. He was the pride of heaven, with an innate temperament that was incompatible with her. Qing Niao lowered his head in inferiority. It was obvious that they were reunited, but he could not say a word, but he pulled her into his arms and whispered: Qing Niao, my little blue bird, it is time to wake up after hibernating for so long.
Intention: The sycamore tree is evergreen and the bluebird lives forever
