Bright moon out of Tianshan

In Xiao Jian's life, what he feared the most was hearing the words hand in a glass of wine.

Several times in nightmares, he heard a voice saying to him: "Xiao Xiao, Xiao Xiao, we've already had a cup of wine, I'll be waiting for you, for thousands of lives, I will always be waiting for you!" This voice Back and forth, unforgettable, he was in Jinling, he followed to Jinling, he arrived at the border, he followed to the border, and he went back to Jinling, the voice grew legs, and followed it back, haunting, lingering.

Xiao Jian woke up in the middle of the night, with cold sweat all over his face, terrified, and murmured: "A glass of wine? A glass of wine? A glass of wine... Shall I drink it or not?"

Do you want to drink?Do you want to drink or not?He held his head and thought hard, and after a long time he remembered that he had already drank, but not with his bride.

Volume [-]: Old Dreams of Jinghua