Butterflies dance as we trace the ties of a past life; flowers bloom and fall, and a thousand years pass.
A thought of Bodhi rises to the Ninth Heaven; a beauty's dream returns to the azure skies.
At the ends of the earth, we paint the passing years with ink; beneath the bright moon and gentle breeze, an empty city defies description.
Like a shadow following its form, loneliness is easy to find and age comes all too soon; endless affection spans past and present lives.
(Another Chance at Love Under the Bright Moon and Gentle Breeze)
Chu Xiyue: Hey! Ye Ziluo! Stop right there!
Ye Ziluo: (Scratching his head) I don't know why I transmigrated into this game world, but I can't enter your world either. The way you put it, maybe I'm just an NPC. We should still...
The movie ended. Chu Xiyue wiped away her tears and glanced at the empty seat beside her. In the end, they were still living in two different worlds...
"Meng You, my world isn't right for you. You'd better stay away from me!" Mu Xingchen, dressed in black, gripped a bloodstained club. Several hideous-looking bandits lay on the ground beside him, groaning... Their voices gradually faded.
"So what if you're an assassin? I don't care. I want to be with you!" Zi Mengyou gritted her teeth and gazed at Mu Xingchen with resolve.
Gongzi Yu: "To think that I, the second disciple of Kunlun, have become my senior brother's bodyguard. And this time, I've even transmigrated into a game!" He idly waved his folding fan, utterly unconcerned.
Nian Yao furrowed her delicate brows. "Second Senior Brother!"
Gongzi Yu obediently fell silent.
