She was draped in light.
The person was cut into a somewhat surreal silhouette by the light, making it hard to clearly see her...
As he watched the figure gradually advancing, Huangfu Jue recalled six years ago when he first saw her; she wore red like fire, inadvertently barging into his world.
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Since then, a lifetime of entanglement.
Gan Yuan was also looking at him, gazing through the veil, likewise recalling those past moments.
Remembering when she first met him on the snowy mountain, remembering that starless and moonless night, his warm palm holding her fingers...
Remembering dancing with him all night, remembering the trembling kiss under the grapevine, remembering how he held her tightly that night...
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Everything from six years ago seemed so distant, yet so vivid.
Approaching him, she used to walk through thorns step by step.
However.
Everything was in the past, and from now on, no matter what difficulties arise, he would face them with her.
