The Ferryman in the World of Mortals

What love is, no one knows. Zou Yun walked slowly on the street, looking at the passing pedestrians and vehicles. The night was quiet and noisy. Zou Yun didn't like it very much, but he had to walk. This is the road in the world, the road in the world of mortals that everyone must encounter. A burst of laughter like silver bells came from a distance. Zou Ru could tell that it was the laughter of a girl, and it was the laughter of a young girl. The laughter was very brisk and had a hint of happiness. Zou Yun couldn't help but look over curiously, was it him? Zou Yun couldn't help being a little stunned when he saw that figure from behind. Then I relaxed my tangled mood, time passed so fast, several years passed in a flash. Changes have occurred in everyone, but nothing seems to have changed in this person. He is still singing and dancing, and the years seem to be particularly forgiving to him, leaving almost no trace. The little girl was holding his arm with a happy face, she looked so right, but everything had nothing to do with her anymore. Zou Yun thought lightly, and then slowly walked past them, as strange as a passerby. Lin Yilian's sad voice slowly came from the store nearby: "Don't mention the past anymore, life has been full of storms..."