There's a city in the south. I only remember that person, but I can no longer recall the city.
I once traveled across countless mountains and rivers, following the traces you left behind when you stayed in that city.
Gu Nancheng, how many good deeds must one do in a lifetime to meet the person one loves most? I thought the luckiest thing that ever happened to me was being with you.
But what I thought was always just what I thought. I lost, like a lofty peak that could never be moved to the plains, utterly defeated.
When you love someone, it shines from your eyes. But from your eyes, I watched it disappear, step by step, until not a trace of love remained. Shen Xiaobei, when I held your cold body in my arms, it suddenly felt as if the whole sky had collapsed, leaving me unable to catch my breath.
From then on, there would be no more Gu Nancheng in this world. There would only be a delinquent, walking around like the living dead.
I promised you a love that would last until the end of time. I can never give you that in this life. I broke my promise.
If only life could always be as it was at first meeting, why must the autumn wind grieve over the painted fan?
A Work by Jiuyi i
