Story: the wonderful pen Dan Qing traveled around the world, and he never forgot his initial intention.

Who made you willing to be black and blue and unwilling to let go?

At the beginning, you no longer exist, but do you still remember your promise and long-cherished wish when you went down the mountain?

You have scattered a hundred years of hard work for him, just to fulfill his life's happiness, but who will fulfill you?

This is the peony you planted with me. It has blossomed everywhere now, but things have changed. There is no trace of you in this world. I don't know if you are too addicted to this world, or if I have never set foot in this world. ......

You and I are both condensed from the gas field in the mountain. Maybe we are luckier than others.

You don't have to practice for thousands of years like them. You and I are both spirits. It only takes 600 years to become immortal and soar, and then we will be like heaven and earth.

When we are about to become immortals, you just want to see what the earthly scenery is like and why there are always fairies who resolutely enter the mortal world regardless of punishment.

On that day, we went down the mountain for the first time and for the last time, but I didn't know that this earthly trek made you sink here.

Just down the hill, you take out a seed from your hand. You said fairy. You should plant it at the foot of the mountain, and when she blooms everywhere, we can fly to the fairy.

After we planted her at the foot of the mountain together, we went down the mountain arm in arm.

When you first enter the world, new things emerge one after another.

We live together in a small village, and we don't need anyone at home, just the two of us.

The villagers in the village were also very generous and accepted us quickly.

Occasionally, you will take good care of the dolls that come to your house.

Seeing that we had no financial resources, the villagers taught us to farm and work in the fields.

What a little magic can solve, but you insist on farming by yourself, and you can only rely on yourself.

When I was at home, I saw the village women embroidering on white handkerchiefs, and I felt a sense of novelty, so I insisted on studying.

Everyone was surprised to see your embroidered picture of Yuanyang playing in the water. It is said that you have a pair of delicate hands, and the embroidered mandarin ducks are like real ones.

This is your first show, and you cherish it. Everyone makes fun of which guy you want to give it to, but you make fun of my little girl.

The peasant woman in the village said that such embroidery can be sold in the market for a few dollars, so you can embroider more in your spare time.

When you arrived at the market, your embroidery was contracted by an embroidery house. You changed some money and went shopping.

That was the first time you met, and the doomed love began.

At that time, we were listening to music in a teahouse. We don't know what they sing or do, so we are fascinated. Suddenly, he came to talk to you. From his words, he recognized himself as the owner of the embroidery room. He wants to see you because he appreciates your embroidery. Soon you will talk about everything, get bored with each other every day, and I will follow you like an outsider. But the longer I live in this world, the more uneasy I feel, because the way you look at each other is slowly beyond my understanding. I don't know what it is, but it has affected your life. If I had known what it was, I would have separated you even if I let you hold a grudge for life.

I'm a little scared. I asked you, do you remember what you said when you went down the mountain? You said of course, and you promised not to be disturbed by the world, just for fun.

Unfortunately, I read it in your eyes, but I didn't mean it. You can't fool me, but I will still protect you. Unless I don't want to become an immortal, I will only follow you around the world.

You should talk about marriage soon, but things have changed since then. When talking about marriage, we pay attention to the words of parents. We were born without a father and a mother. How can we do that? I can't bear to see you depressed. I help you find your parents' life and get married. Seeing you get into the sedan chair, your happy face is particularly charming. I am happy for you. Although I think the shemale is different, I soon put it down, not to mention who will know.

After marriage, you have been happy and loving, but I don't know when it started, and there seems to be a veil between you.

You were sitting alone in the garden that day, which is rare.

At that time, I thought it was for all pregnant people, so I made some delicious fruit tea and put it in front of you to accompany you.

Since you have a baby, you have lost all your abilities, just like an ordinary person, so I take good care of you. I always take care of others for your meal.

I saw that you were particularly bored that day, so I got up to look for him. Maybe you will be much better when he comes, but I don't want to see earth-shaking changes in such a short time.

Watching you fall in a pool of blood, he followed. I don't know who dares to hurt you.

I saw a girl in yellow lying next to you, a little like you, but I didn't care that much. I just want to see how you are. But you won't let me move. You watched him leave with the girl in yellow. He didn't look back, and you didn't say anything. I know you seem to have bad feelings.

But when I looked at your body, I found something incredible. The baby in your belly is missing. I didn't tell you because I was afraid you would be sad. I picked you up and sent you back to your room. You didn't ask me to stay. You insisted on the doctor's diagnosis. I heard you crying outside the door. I know you know the child is missing, but I'm sorry I can't help you this time.

It is better not to have a child of a shemale.

But your health is getting worse every day, and he hasn't appeared since that day.

Looking back at his panic, I can probably guess what happened.

It's a pity that you have lived for others for so long, but you think that he loves you, not her.

Later, I found out quietly that the woman was his childhood friend, but she had been missing for a long time and never met again. It is only because you look so much alike that he will marry you and go home.

The woman was very weak when she came back, and he kept her out of the house. Maybe you knew it then, but you lied to yourself and didn't want to believe it.

That woman obviously came to find fault that day, but she was too weak and fainted.

What's even more ridiculous is that you silly girl, she came to beg you to save her life, but you gave her your Inner Dan so that she could wake up after taking it. Do you know the importance of Neidan to you? She won't die without it, but you will disappear without Neidan. You and I are both illusory. You don't know how difficult it is to cultivate human form.

You are so stupid. Before dying, you said to me, "Sister, I'm sorry, I can't keep my promise to you.

I also know that you blame me, just because I love him, even if I die for him. My sister asked you one last thing. He loves her, and I love him more. How about erasing his memory of me and protecting his life for me? "

You love him so much. You use Neidan to protect him with no regrets in his life, but who will protect you? You forgot our original agreement with him. You said that when the flowers bloom, we will become immortals together. You remember him, but it's more important in your heart.

In this colorful world, some people will inevitably lose themselves, but when they are about to lose themselves, will they stop in time and look back at their once firm self, and whether they have a lot of helplessness and helplessness at that time and feel ashamed of themselves now? Have you ever wondered what made you who you are now, and who you are now or who you used to be? Will she be as persistent as she is, forgetting her original self, but willing to become another person?

In the paintings of Dan Qing, countless masterpieces are from your hands, but do you know which of those paintings is the real self? Have you forgotten yourself in that picture with the passage of time? Or are you in this scroll?

She didn't forget her original sincerity, and she couldn't forget him in her heart. I can't learn the feelings of the world, and I can't learn to love someone like her.

Even if I love him and am willing to change for him and become the person he likes, I will never forget that initial heart.