【The Legend of Sword and Fairy: The Story of the Beautiful Woman】(001)

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Chapter 001 The Moon-Gazing Man

The moonlight was bright, the night wind chilly.

He couldn't remember when he started the habit of gazing at the moon, or more accurately, he didn't want to remember

when he began to yearn for love while gazing at the moon.

He tilted his head back and took three large gulps of strong liquor, his heart burning as if a raging fire were raging within him. However, no matter

how intense that fire was, it couldn't warm his cold heart in the slightest.

His heart was cold, yet also warm, because deep within, a small flame was warming his

icy heart, preventing it from completely freezing and turning him into a cold-blooded person.

Perhaps that was the purest and most sacred place in his heart, perhaps the condensation of his boundless longing and love.

Cough… He looked at the cold, round moon, covered his mouth with his left hand and coughed lightly twice, then

poured into his mouth, making the cough even more violent. Ten years had passed; he had been so addicted to alcohol, so addicted to it. Ten years

had given him some stomach pain.

Pain? What was this little pain?

Heh, perhaps the pain in his heart was the true pain. What does it mean to be in unbearable agony, what does it mean to be worse than dead?

Perhaps only he, having experienced it firsthand, could truly understand.

A gentle embrace, a hero's grave. He wasn't a hero, yet he was more unable to overcome the trials of love than any hero, for he was

a fool.

He, Xuanyuan… oh, no! He should be called Duan Shui Liu, the one who cuts water with a knife, yet the water flows on! A bitter smile, indescribable, lingered

on His starry eyes, under the cold moonlight, revealed endless vicissitudes and bitterness

. His long, slanted back, bathed in the silvery moonlight, appeared so lonely and desolate.

He thought he could forget everything—his origins, his former lofty

ambitions , her beauty and gentle grace, like a goddess.

But he couldn't. Instead, each memory became clearer, more unforgettable, and more unbearably painful.

For ten years, he went to the scorching desert, to the icy snow-capped mountains, to the treacherous borderlands, to the exotic

western lands.

He still couldn't forget her, couldn't forget that heartbreaking afternoon.

A night breeze blew, obscuring Duan Shuiliu's vision with white hair. Yes, white hair, as white as snow.

Duan Shuiliu couldn't remember which time he woke up drunk that his black hair turned white. But now,

under the moonlight, the white hair appeared silver, and from afar, the waist-length silver hair made him look even more lonely and desolate.

Duan Shuiliu brushed away the silver hair before his eyes, looking at the cold moon, and a broken, hoarse voice came from his throat: "Lulu

... is... you... alright?"

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