...I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, Luo Wen. Su Yin's slightly damp eyelashes trembled, gently fluttering up and down. If you weren't you, I wouldn't be me. I... But now, I'm really sorry. We should both let go.
I never told you that who wouldn't like a man like that, but we were all too cowardly at the time. The wind of time has blown our fates apart and together, and when the play ends, the people disperse, leaving only the cold tea.
A gentle glance passed by Luo Wen's figure, his dress fluttering as he saw a young man in white casually flexing his legs, quietly nestled against a branch of peach blossoms. The blossoms, adorned with delicate petals, made his face appear even more like jade. His brows furrowed slightly, his eyes tightly shut, like a dying butterfly. Pink petals fluttered down, covering his black hair, a fragile yet beautiful sight. He sensed someone watching him and suddenly opened his eyes. His brows relaxed, his eyes narrowed, and he raised the corners of his mouth, appearing exceptionally elegant and composed.
"So, what about you? Junior brother, what's your name?"
He was stunned at first, then his brows opened up and he revealed a faint smile...
When they met again, she only remembered him in pale yellow, his eyebrows piercing with wicked swords, his eyes as bright as stars, his handsome face exposed, his peach blossom eyes holding a hint of a smile. His frivolous charm was dazzling, his face like the bright moon, his hair flowing lightly, swirling and flying behind him, slowly approaching through the vast cold. Yet, he looked at her like a stranger.
"One year, I will stay with you for one year." Su Yin said solemnly, "This year, I will do my best to treat your illness. After one year, you, let me go."
...We agreed on this, didn't we? Back then, I naively believed that although you were cunning, you were always good to me. But why is it that everything I've experienced, ever since I met you, seems to be the beginning of a conspiracy? You kept me by your side, and treated me so well, but was it really all a conspiracy? Don't you have any sincerity towards me?
But it doesn’t matter anymore, it won’t matter anymore. I will repay you one last favor and then we will say goodbye.
His steps continued to move forward steadily. Large pieces of peach blossoms were falling, and the sky and the earth were all pink. Amidst the fluttering white clothes, pieces of pear blossoms kept falling, dyeing the sky and the earth with pure white. His beautiful hands with distinct bones held the green teacup, and his black hair was tied up with a jade hairpin.
The white-clothed girl looked up at her slowly.
The man's fair and transparent skin appeared even whiter than white jade against the backdrop of the hall. His demeanor was like jade, and he looked like a god. He was extremely elegant yet dignified.
"Would you like to become my disciple?"
The clear, clean sky was filled with ethereal mist and boundless clouds. The sky was half-bright, with faint purple dots of light dancing around. A light blue mist crept in, chilling the bones. The shadows beneath his feet were light and indifferent. She saw him smile, and she looked at him, "With Master here, I'm certainly not afraid."
Su Yin was startled, her thoughts suddenly interrupted. She slowly raised her head to look at the owner of the shoes. She saw the face of a young man, slightly angry, his features angular and handsome, his dark, deep eyes staring at her silently.
The noble young man was dressed in a white robe that was also spotless, revealing nobility and elegance. Without a trace of surprise, the young man looked back at Su Yin. His lips, slightly pale like ice, slowly opened, and a cold voice uttered. "Su Yin."
"Don't sleep, Su Yin, don't sleep. From now on... I will protect you." There was a hint of determination in the words. A warmth came from his hand, and Rong Jing quickly grabbed her hand that fell in mid-air.
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