The evening breeze serves as wine, letting past memories entangle at your fingertips; the wind sighs, the moon sways, and a restless pillow makes sleep hard to find.
If not for trusting a love of a lifetime at a glance, how could reincarnation ferry your mortal ties and mine? Only bitter that such deep affection dissolved into smoke—when shall we meet again after this parting...
"Drifting with the wind, the rain enters the spring mountains. Seeing you off through the Yangguan Pass, how fickle is the jade ruyi..." On the mountain path, someone hummed a casually improvised little tune while looking around, her bright, mischievous eyes sparkling like tiny stars.
Chapter 74