Summary
Lu Zhiyan knows that Ji Yao has always been above the clouds, looking down at the mountains as cold and detached as a flower on a high mountain. It is difficult to climb up and pick this thorny rose. God, but he wants to face the difficulties. Sleeping with her for a lifetime is Lu Zhiyan’s lifelong creed. He did not believe in Buddhism, but he still repeated some words and told the gods: This trip is a long way, and I am covered with thorns; The road is long and long, I will not look back, the river will not flow backward, just like my love, looking back is futile. If God and Buddha know me, I pray that she will love me as deeply as I love her, and please stop watching me with unforgettable eyes. For seven years, Jiyao murmured day and night in Longyuan’s dream: Falling in love with you is my sin.