The long love of the ancient sword

As the sun went down, the bright colors of the sunset filled the house, but it added an ominous atmosphere to the place for no reason.

"I am Tu Su's sister, and I have the right."

Zi Yin's snow-coloured silkworm eyebrows frowned, and for the first time, the girl's worry in front of her was undisguised for the first time in her eyes that were always clear and bright.

Unconsciously clenched hands, the severely injured part burst again, causing bright red blood to ooze from the place covered with gauze.The pain between the ten fingers and the heart is undoubtedly heart-piercing, but Chang Yi seems to be ignorant. She lowered her eyebrows and focused her eyes on her own thoughts. The body in white underwear made the girl look more delicate because of the pain... …

After understanding the mystery of the evil spirit in Tu Su's body, she had such a silent demeanor.

In the past three years, as a senior brother, he has been teaching her hand in hand, teaching her swordsmanship and guiding Taoism to build a foundation. He knows that the girl is very sensitive and afraid of pain. Usually, when she practices swords, her eyes will be teary for a long time just because the sword energy is swept away.

But now, the heart-pounding pain did not make Chang Yi twitch the corners of his brows.

"Ugh……"

A very light and low sigh escaped from Ziyin's mouth.

He lightly picked up Chang Yi's tightly clenched fists, but at this moment the hands that often held the sword hilt were extremely gentle and irrefutable, and opened the little junior sister's fingers one by one, untied the blood-soaked gauze, and carried it away. Xian Qi warmed and nourished the blood vessels around the wounds to stop the bleeding, then wiped off the remaining blood with a clean damp cloth and re-wrapped them.

During this period, Chang Yi kept bowing his head without any reaction.

Ziyin's right hand involuntarily stroked the girl's black hair again, and the girl's tiny trembling and sobbing under her fingertips was so subtle but seemed to knock on his long-silent heart very clearly.

"Junior Sister, there is no unparalleled road."

As if realizing that his inarticulate comforting words were so feeble, Zi Yin didn't continue, but just looked away and slowly retracted the palm of the comforting girl.

He knew that when he first met the girl who persevered in playing the piano until the last moment and never gave up, she would not want him to regard her as a weak existence, nor would she be discouraged by a gloomy ending after several years.

The hatchback was silent.

The afterglow of the setting sun has completely disappeared in the endless night.

Ziyin's wide sleeves hanging on both sides were suddenly pulled lightly, and then a warmth came through the thin material of the wide sleeves.

He looked down and saw the girl's black hair mixed with his own blue and white, but he still couldn't see the girl's expression clearly.

The wet feeling extended to the back of his hand through the wide sleeves.

Zi Yin's mind moved slightly.

"Brother..."

After a while, the girl's voice muffled as she remembered, with a hint of choking after crying.

I don't know why, but Ziyin's voice, which is not very pleasant at the moment, makes Zi Yin feel a kind of indescribable tenderness and affection and distress.

"Brother, I will definitely become stronger, and I will save Tusu, for sure!"

The girl finally raised her head, the folds of black pupils washed by tears glowed brightly, shining with indestructible persistent thoughts.

"With a sword in your hand, you can protect those you cherish."

Unexpectedly, Baili Tusu's original intention of apprenticeship came back to Ziyin's mind.

-----------------------I am the dividing line at the end of the wall after the injury is healed ------------------ -------------------

After that day, Chang Yi and Zi Yin didn't talk about evil spirit anymore, as if it didn't bring any troubles to life at all.

As for the handling of this incident...

Ling Yue is open-minded and capable in dealing with affairs, not only has no grievances about the defeat by Tu Su's sword, but also does not reveal the slightest word about the comparison of swords. Fuyu was warned by her master to keep her mouth shut...

Therefore, except for a few insiders, this matter has never caused any waves in Tianyong.All the disciples were told that it was the elder holding the sword who took his junior sister and two disciples to retreat to teach swordsmanship. After seeing Ling Yue and Tu Su "leave the customs" after a month, they surrounded Ling Yuehao to congratulate and envy.

As for Tu Su, all the disciples said that the expressionless guy resolutely ignored him, especially a certain fat man at Lingduan - the fat man firmly expressed jealousy and contempt for him.

Therefore, during Chang Yi's recuperating days, only the little girl Fu Que who knew well came to visit enthusiastically.

When the wound on Changqin's left arm healed completely, and the most severely injured hands began to heal and scab, the Lingyue boy who suffered at the same time as her could already continue to use martial arts and practice swords. Got "released" and returned to the sword tower for a few days.

Chang Yi was a little depressed, or rather depressed.

Because my younger brother never came to visit her after he went down Siguo Cliff.

This makes the girl who stays in the house all day to recuperate, the moldy inner core has been poisoned by the thoughts of rotten girls, and she can't help but start to wonder whether her pure and good brother...whether she will fall in love with guilt because of a bloody sword fight. , In this regard, a deep "basic love" burst out with his senior brother, and thus left her sister behind, right?

The cranky girl is emaciated O__O”…

Until one day when Fu Qu came to visit, she inadvertently mentioned that she had seen her Senior Brother Tu Su appearing in front of Chang Yi House several times, and even said aggrievedly that she had been avoiding her ever since she faced the wall...

Chang Yi's thoughts changed, and after comforting Fu Que with kind words and coaxing the little girl away, he lowered his head and pondered in his heart, and couldn't help but want to let out a long sigh.

What a silly brother...

On the second day, Baili Tusu quietly came to Chang Yi's window to visit. According to previous observations, she was probably taking a nap at this time.

Before reaching the window, there was a sudden sound of a cup falling and breaking in the room, followed by an extremely suppressed sound of pain.

"bump!"

Brother Tu Su, who rushed in with his long sword in his hands, saw his elder sister Yi, his parent, smiling at him, and a teacup prop of "Heroic Sacrifice" lay on the ground.

"..."

Baili Tusu children's shoes silently looked at the smiling elder sister for a while, then took a deep breath, turned around and left silently.

"..."

Tu Su's younger brother, who planned to silence Shi Jin and retreat to the end, was finally defeated by Chang Yi's elder sister's proficient "ear pulling magic skill" and was forcibly pulled back.

After closing the door, he watched Tu Su carefully for a while, the haggard and gloomy look on the young man's face could not be hidden from Chang Yi's eyes.Calculating carefully, the two of them hadn't seen each other for a whole month, and it was the first time they had been apart for such a long time since they escaped from Wumengling Valley for the rest of their lives.

"Why don't you come and see me?"

Chang Yi, familiar with the way, tugged the ear of the future sword-wielding elder, and asked ferociously.

"..."

Tu Su, whose martial arts and swordsmanship had already surpassed Chang Yi's by a large margin, let the girl relentlessly pull his ears red, but turned his head to the other side uncooperatively, and continued to keep silent, adhering to the principle that silence is golden.

It's just that today's Chang Yi doesn't let him go so easily.

The girl fiercely used the standard gestures of a dude to molest a good woman, and pulled Tu Su's chin forcefully to make him turn to face her. A word came out of her pink and moist mouth:

"Say!"

"..."

They confronted each other for a while, but Tu Su was the first to lose.

He was almost grown up by Chang Yi, not to mention that he never beat Chang Yi when he was naughty when he was young, not to mention him who is not good at words now.

"I……"

Tu Su used a little strength to break free from Chang Yi's hand clamping his jaw, but a sense of helplessness filled his heart: the strength just now seemed to have really annoyed him.

"I am an ominous person."

Tu Su's black pupils are exceptionally bright against the black pupils of Chang Yi who is burning with anger, perhaps it is the unique bloodline of the Southern Border Wuzhu lineage, the pupils of the boy are not as pure as the pupils of the girl, and there is a beautiful layer of light around the pupils. Silver gray.

"An ominous person?"

Chang Yi chewed on these four words.

"I died in an accident not long after my father was pregnant with my mother," Tu Su's voice was very low, with the hoarseness unique to teenagers in this period, "that day, I listened to my mother's advice and went to put grass on the statue of Nuwa, but later Mother is dead... Xiaochan and Grandpa Qiu are gone, everyone is gone..."

"Everyone is gone?" Chang Yi asked back with veins on his forehead, "Then what am I? Could it be that the person talking to you in front of you is a ghost?!"

Chang Yi almost rolled up his sleeves and lifted Tu Su's collar to question this autistic kid, how did he get this self-pitying temper?

"If Chang Yi hadn't taken care of me and brought me out of Wumeng Linggu." Tu Su's eyes were full of confusion, his eyes seemed to be looking at Chang Yi and seemed to be in an unknown place, "Maybe I would never meet my teacher at all." My lord, maybe I was tortured to death by evil spirits in the Spirit Valley long ago..."

As the boy said this, unconsciously, he buried his face in the girl's arms as he did when there were only two people relying on each other for warmth, as if absorbing the warmth and strength that he didn't have.

"But now, it's not just Chang Yi, senior brother is also burdened by me," Chang Yi felt the body of the boy in his arms gradually stiffen, "Maybe in the near future, even Master and Junior Sister Fu Qu will... people who are close to me If there is no good end... let my ominousness be far away from you..."

Chang Yi slapped back Tu Su's unfinished words.

"Is that your reason?"

Chang Yi took a deep breath, the bleak aura of the young man who did not belong to his age finally softened her heart and suppressed the anger in her heart.

So she pulled over Tu Su's younger brother who was covering his head and was speechless, and then pushed him to sit down again, and then untied the boy's braids that had become messy during the pushing and pushing.

"Sister Changyi..."

Some teenagers who were at a loss spoke.

"Quiet, listen to me!"

Chang Yi stopped Tu Su's opening, and the hands that had just removed the gauze didn't seem a little sluggish, and began to shuttle lightly between Tu Su's untied black hair.

"Unlucky, how can you say it's unlucky? According to you, it seems that I can also be called an unlucky person... Tu Su, don't rush to argue."

Tu Su, who was about to speak, had no choice but to be quiet again.

He closed his eyes and felt the strange experience of Chang Yi's ten fingers running through his hair: the slightly cool fingertips gently touched the scalp from time to time, although the little bit of cool touch was very slight, it seemed to be able to penetrate through the hair. The thin layer of skin penetrated into the depths of his mind, and he couldn't help relaxing his body that had been tense for a month...

"After I was born, my mother's health was not very good, and it made my mother difficult to give birth to my younger brother, and my younger brother didn't keep it. After my mother left, my father also left after I inherited the qin art from my ancestors... Wu Zhu The adults let me live in Grandpa Tang’s house and grow up with Xiaochan, but in the end Grandpa Tang and Xiaochan also... Everyone is gone..."

As if caught in his own memories, Chang Yi began to unconsciously comb Tu Su's black hair over and over again, but he never tied it up.

Tu Su opened his eyes and listened silently.

"According to what you said, it seems that I am an out-and-out ominous person, but..." Tu Su felt the hand on his shoulder tighten forcefully, "I don't think that way because I know—— "

The hand combing his hair suddenly stopped, and the boy couldn't help but look back.

"Because I know Tu Su, you will never think that I am an ominous person. Just as I am now, I also firmly believe..." Chang Yi whispered softly and firmly with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "I also firmly believe in you..."

Also firmly believe that you are not an ominous person.

Tu Su understood Chang Yi's unfinished words.

"..."

The room that responded to the girl was still speechless.

The heat in his heart spread to his eye sockets at an unbelievable speed, so that the boy had to close his eyes again to avoid the hazy moisture in his eye sockets.

Yes, even though he told himself that he was an ominous person, even though he had believed this fact through pain again and again, even though he forced himself to stay away from all the tender attachments in his heart, even though the tribulation of genocide in childhood and the long-term The pain in his body has made him more tenacious than his peers...

But as a person, his instinct is still to pursue and yearn for light and warmth, and he still hopes that there is someone who can tell him—believe.

Not paying attention to Tu Su's silence, Chang Yi began to focus on dividing the black hair in his hands into three strands and braiding it - the boy's smooth hair pleased her very well.

"So what if it's ominous?" The girl's voice sounded serious and somewhat disapproving, "I will become stronger, and when I become much stronger than you, Tu Su, then what should I worry about? At that time, it will be Tu Su, you are worried about yourself!"

Having said that, her movements were not slow, and when she was speaking, she just tied the feather pendant at the end of the braid.

"Tu Su, do you think I'm right?"

Chang Yi turned to Tu Su, and asked the boy confidently.

The girl's black pupils, like glass, shone with confidence, her long eyelashes formed a beautiful half-moon projection in the afternoon sun, her long black hair like a crow's feathers slid down her chest smoothly, her white porcelain skin Against the background of the black hair, it looks more and more crystal clear, and the distance between the two faces allows the young man to clearly see the bright red luster under the texture of white jade...

Inexplicably, Tu Su's fair face blushed quietly.

Two years later, Chu Changyi had just completed his swordsmanship, and asked to go down the mountain to practice and understand the ways of the world.

The elder holding the sword agreed, and made a sword for him to carry with him.

Chu Changyi immediately went down the mountain.

At the same time, the two-sword Hongyu disappeared from the sword-holding room of the elder holding the sword.

The author has something to say: nothing to do at work, code words secretly

shy blushing susu

☆、Ziyin Fanwai

The sword-wielding elder of Tianyong City in Kunlun Mountain had two names in his life, Murong Ziying in the first half of his life, and Ziyin Zhenren in the second half of his life.

The first half of life is just a few decades, and the second half of life is the long road of cultivation after becoming a fairy.

Looking back on the past, Murong Ziying represented his joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys as a mortal, but Ziyin seemed to be just a Taoist name after he cultivated to be a sword fairy.

Strictly speaking, Murong Ziying's life is actually nothing special. Going up the mountain, seeking the Tao, cultivating the Tao, going down the mountain, experiencing, gaining enlightenment, and attaining the Tao are nothing more than a process for ordinary cultivators, at most more than others. Just some talent.

However, to say that it is ordinary, it seems that it is not so ordinary and smooth.

In Murong Ziying's life, there are two people who gave him memories that will last a lifetime.

Their names are: Han Lingsha and Murong Changyi.

Han Lingsha is Murong Ziying's first love, the only admiration vaguely in her heart.

First love is always beautiful and sweet.

Murong Ziying has never expressed this feeling to her mouth, only because Han Lingsha and Yun Tianhe are in love with each other and promise each other for life.And of them, one is his good friend and yearning person, and the other is also his sincere friend.

He blesses them with all his heart, without complaint.

Without him, nothing happens.

If Lingsha was the shining meteor in the first half of his life, bringing him the taste of sweet and bitter love, then Murong Changyi is the tenderness and tenderness of Murong Ziying in the first half of his life.

Murong Changyi and Murong Ziying belong to the same clan, but Ziying is a direct descendant of the Dayan royal family, while Changyi is a collateral branch, and the blood relationship has already been out of the five Fu collateral line for eight generations.

Both of Chang Yi’s parents died when she was very young, so she was taken in by Ziying’s parents to take care of her. Remember my sister".

Then, in exchange for her smiling, she called out the name that had embarrassed him for more than ten years, but also made him miss it.

Little Ziying.

Thinking about it later, the first thing Lingsha caught his attention was that "Little Ziying" who ignored his seniority.

The first line of the Murong family has always had a small population, and Ziying was weak and sick since childhood, and was closely guarded by the nurses and maids around her mother, so she had no playmates and was confined to a small space. The boy was raised at the age of two. Became an upright and quiet temperament.

Until the arrival of Murong Changyi.

Since Chang Yi was only four years old, the Murong couple put her and Ziying together to take care of her, and also gave their lonely son a playmate.

Chang Yi lived up to the expectations. After the four-year-old girl got over the initial acclimatization, she quickly dragged her only little playmate to play with her.

"Little Ziying, do you want to eat?"

The girl with the double bun shook the candied haws in her hand, and said to Murong Ziying who was sucking her fingers.

"want!"

The boy who was drooling at that time replied loudly.

"So……"

Chang Yi's little girl drawled her tone and shook the candied haws in her hand, making little Ziying's head dangle along with the bunch of candied haws.

"Chang Yi... Chang Yi's sister is the best, Ziying likes Chang Yi's sister the most!"

Xiao Ziying, who has been trained for a long time, immediately conditioned reflexes.

"Hey!" The little girl who likes to act like a big sister opened her eyes and kissed the boy hard, "My sister also likes little Ziying the most!"

Putting the candied haws in his hand to the boy's mouth, the two of you kissed each other affectionately, eating each bite with joy, the sticky transparent syrup was all over the face.

When Chang Yi climbed the tree to pick the fruit, Murong Ziying, a weak and well-behaved baby, was sitting under the tree watching the wind, holding a bag of jelly beans bribed to him; At dawn and dusk, Chang Yi Xiaopang, who was sleeping beside him, waved his hand and directly suppressed Xiao Ziying, who had shorter and fatter arms than hers, and compulsively slept with her until the sun rose; On Ziying's fourth birthday, Chang Yi, who had already started to learn needlework at the age of six, personally embroidered a purse with green bamboo patterns as a gift for Ziying. Ziying, who had just turned four years old, wore a purse embroidered sparsely like dry wood on her waist. Green bamboo purse, with a silly smile on his face...

"Sister Changyi, you are so kind to Ziying."

Four-year-old Xiao Ziying opened her black eyes and said in a childish voice.

"It's my little Ziying who has a conscience," the six-year-old girl held her head proudly, "I'm the older sister, Ziying, and the younger brother. The older sister should treat the younger brother well."

"Sister Changyi will always be nice to Ziying, always be together?"

Little Ziying tried her best to raise her little head, her round eyes flickering with hope.

"Of course." Chang Yi kissed and kissed Xiao Ziying's chubby little face again and again, making the boy laugh, "Our little Ziying is so cute, of course my sister will always be nice to you!"

What responded to Chang Yi was that the boy returned the kiss in a very honest way, so the two of them kissed so much that their faces were drooling, making the maids who were taking care of them giggle.

Because of this sentence, when Master Zonglian wanted to take Ziying to Qionghua to cultivate immortals, little Changyi insisted on following Kunlun all the way.

"If I want to be nice to Xiao Ziying all the time, of course we will always be together!"

Chang Yi said seriously with her baby fat face.

The little girl and his son/disciple's teary-eyed Murong couple and Elder Zonglian couldn't help it, so they had no choice but to acquiesce to the matter, and let the two children worship Qionghua together.

For Murong Ziying, the days when he first came to Qionghua were not easy. No matter how much the Xiuxian sect pays attention to pure cultivation, he is still a mortal with a mortal body, so he, a disciple who has become the disciple of an elder and is also an elite disciple, is well received by his peers. In addition, he is often frail and sick, and is always taught and taken care of by Shigong Zonglian... Well, let's stay in peace!

Chang Yi's situation is much stronger than that of Xiao Ziying.

Introduced by Elder Zong Lian, she became an outer disciple under the sect of a senior. With sweet words, the disciple guarding the mountain gate let her go for a walk down the mountain—in short, she was like a fish in water.

Therefore, Chang Yi, who was determined to take care of her younger brother, would often go down the mountain to find Ziying's favorite snacks and bring them to him, expressing condolences to her younger brother's lonely childhood of cultivating immortals.

This work continued until Ziying was officially awarded the sword casting skill by Elder Zong Lian.

After that, Taoism practice, swordsmanship study and rigorous trial of going down the mountain to eliminate demons made the siblings stay together less and more. The intensive practice made Murong Ziying almost forget the promise his sister Chang Yi had made.

Later, Murong Ziying met the three most important friends in his life, and one of them even unknowingly became his longing for Shaoai. It has been challenged like never before...

On the eve of Qionghua's ascension, he quietly found Chang Yi and told her to go down the mountain as soon as possible to take refuge and take care of Xuanji who had lost Huaishuo.

"Don't worry, little Ziying," Chang Yi waved his hand indifferently and agreed without asking why, "Xiao Ziying's rare request, as a sister, I promise to do it."

She did, but at the cost of her life.

When Ziying saw his elder sister Changyi again, she had already exhausted her spiritual power and spirit to save the frozen Xuanji, and she only had time to hold up a gratifying smile and say the last sentence to him:

"Little Ziying, sister Chang Yi didn't break her promise..."

The voice was still there, but the pair of black eyes similar to his had lost their luster.

At that moment, Murong Ziying suddenly felt very cold...

"how so?"

Xuanji, who was saved, couldn't believe that Chang Yi, who had almost no contact with her on weekdays, would risk her life to save her.

how so?how so?

Murong Ziying kept repeating these four words in her mind, and a bitter and dark angle was drawn at the corner of her mouth.

How could he not know?

In this life, Murong Ziying owes everything to the world, but she owes nothing to Murong Changyi alone.

For the rest of my life, I can never make up for it.

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Time flies, vicissitudes.

Murong Ziying of the Qionghua School, who used to be a young man with a heroic spirit, has become a real Ziyin of Tianyong City with a calm and self-sufficient heart.

After hundreds of years, today's real Zi Yin met Chang Yi again.

This long memory is not that long memory, not Murong Chang Yi, an orphan girl belonging to the Murong family, but Chu Chang Yi, the daughter of a priest who suffered the catastrophe of annihilation.

At that time, she was not Chu Changyi, her name was Chu Changqing.

"Little Ziying..."

After a hundred years, the former Murong Ziying and the present Ziyin real person heard these three familiar and unfamiliar words again.

Ziyin stretched out his hand almost in a trance, wanting to touch the girl who gave out the name he hadn't heard for hundreds of years, but was stopped by a boy with blood red eyes and evil spirit.The boy, who looked like a wounded little beast, drew his sword vigilantly and believed in him, but his eyes turned back to observe the girl, but his eyes were suddenly gentle, and his hoarse and tender voice called out to the girl.

"Long Love Sister..."

Ziyin seems to have seen Murong Changyi and Murong Ziying hundreds of years ago.

He had no choice and no need to choose, so he brought them back to Tianyong City in Kunlun Mountains. .

Since then, the sword-wielding elder in Tianyong City has gained a disciple who entered the room, and has a junior sister who has been separated for hundreds of years.

Although Chu Changyi and Murong Changyi are both Changyi, except for the softly chanted "Little Ziying" and the love and care for his younger brother Baili Tusu, Zi Yin can't find a trace of Murong Changyi in his little sister. imprint.

Their looks are completely different, and their temperaments are even more polar opposites.Even though Murong Changyi had an outgoing personality and didn't like rules, she was still a woman who respected her teachers.

But today's little junior sister Chang Yi is...

Ziyin will not ignore, the time when they formally met each other, Chu Changyi's expression of dissatisfaction when he heard that Baili Tusu worshiped him as a teacher; , she didn't take it seriously - although she tried her best to hide it.

Chu Changyi, who has just arrived in Tianyong City, will not only show a smile from the heart when he treats his little disciple Tu Su, but will also show a little of her true temperament... It is helpful to everyone else, even to their siblings. He, who is so kind, has maintained the indifference and wariness hidden under her gentle appearance.

At the same age of 12, Murong Changyi smiled brightly, but Chu Changyi was restrained and persevering...

Staring at Chu Changyi's black pupils under the warm water, Ziyin almost thought that what he saw in front of him was not a 12-year-old girl, but an adult who had read the world!

However, everything about the girl's ignorance and innocence is so pitiful

When Ziyin proposed to accept apprentices on behalf of his master, he almost rolled off the bed in panic; when he was recovering from his illness, he ran to the sword tower to blow the air, revealing the girl's feet carved like ten white jade, and kissed lightly on the top of the sword tower The innocence of Yunwu when he was playing; after accepting the sincerity between him and Ling Yue, the earnestness and simplicity of insisting on washing his hands and making soup...

After all, Chu Changyi is not Murong Changyi who is so clear that he can see the bottom at a glance.

Disappointment mixed with a trace of inexplicable emotions gradually grew in Ziyin's long-awaited heart.

Perhaps it was fate's test of Chang Yi and Tu Su's brothers and sisters, the dark ending of the evil spirit in Tu Su's body was learned by the two of them one by one.

After that one and only sword rivalry.

It was the first time in three years that Ziyin saw a feminine look of weakness in his junior sister's eyes, her tears, her heartache, and her pretending to be strong—all were not for herself.

And her firm belief in fighting against the sky.

"Brother, I will definitely become stronger, and I will save Tusu, for sure!"

Looking at the figure of the girl going down the mountain, Ziyin's mind unknowingly echoed her oath at that time.

The palms hidden in the pure white wide sleeves could not help but clenched tightly.

As the younger brother, Murong Ziying couldn't protect Murong Changyi.

As a senior brother, Zi Yin will definitely protect Chu Changyi's life without any worries.

The author has something to say: Shizun is a side story, Shizun is really loving!

So it's still a little bit ambiguous~~~~

BUT, it's still too early to decide on the CP, at least it depends on the situation after halfway through the plot...

Murong Changyi here is an original character, and has a past and present relationship with Chu Changyimu!

Ziying Ziyin

Master for the first time

Real Ziyin who watched his lover go away