Love Is Like This: Life After Life, Never Separated

Comrades, the author has decided to suspend updates indefinitely. I am writing a prequel, so I will continue writing this after finishing the prequel, and will make major changes. Prequel address: http://novel. Hongxiu. Com/a/311122/ It is said that after watching the prequel, my thinking becomes clearer, Wahaha ———————————— You are a shining pearl lying in my arms, All mortals in the world will be controlled by you; You are a soul that clings to me and screams, Enjoy each other's ups and downs; You are a hard thorn in my heart, If it cannot be pulled out, it will hurt for thousands of years; You are a demon pretending to be violent in my eyes, For my sake I am an enemy of all the gods in heaven. *** Who breaks the oath between us, the sky and the earth change color; Who secretly peeks in the clouds, gets emotional, and descends to the mortal world; Who binds the lonely heart with his beautiful singing voice and will never regret it until death; Whoever upholds the mission of saving the world and takes off his colorful clothes will regret it for the rest of his life. The perfect arrangement of the gods only caused chaos in the world. *** "Girl, where is the Yu family?" "Daddy wants me to pay attention to strangers, for fear of being abducted." "Tell me to the troubled girl!" "Well, I'll tell you when my brother comes back to compete with you and win." "Are you afraid of my brother?" "Maybe he can't beat my sister." *** You, you failed, and I failed too. We couldn't pass that level, and we will be strangers to each other from now on. There is no longer You and You in the world, only You and You. In the future, I will also try to talk to you in my heart. Maybe you will never hear me again, but I will pretend that you are listening. Maybe one day, I will listen to your legendary story, stop to hear it, and remember that we once hugged each other until the night, and that was the only fragment of our love. *** The moonlight reflected his tall and tall figure, and a piece of jade with a necklace fell to the ground, shiny and smooth under the moonlight. "Wait!" He turned around and stood still in confusion. I took a few steps into the moonlight to pick up the jade and handed it to him in the darkness. He seemed frightened and didn't answer. Really, a scar can be so visible. It's really ironic when I think of my childhood days spent admiring beauty by the lake. I leaned down, put the jade on the ground again, covered the left side of my face, lowered my head and retreated into the darkness. "Madam, can you name me?" The doctor asked. I hide in the black, listen to the silence of the black, and imagine being integrated with it, living in the world, but not visible to the eyes of the world, just like a wisp of soul, silently watching the changes in the world. "Inky black," I replied. His hand reached into the moonlight, his fingers were slender and white, he picked up the jade, gently lifted it, and put it into his palm. The jade-like hand gracefully exited the moonlight. "We will meet again."