Twilight collected

In Chengcui Palace, Anzhi is looking at the scroll window.With a slanting autumn sun, An Zhi's face is like a jade crown, facing the wind and window, he still looks like he used to be: calm and relaxed, with a long body, like a strong pine and green bamboo, which is suitable for viewing.Hanxuan was infatuated for a while, thinking how innocent and free it was when he was 16 years old, the young man reciting poems with his hands behind his back, talking to each other in the middle of the month, talking about rewards, learning about the past and the present.Years have passed, Hanxuan insisted on doing this, and it was too early to be overwhelmed.In the young man's heart, he thought that there was deep hatred, and there was only relative silence between the two of them.From the beginning to the end, no matter when and where, An Zhi is the one who cannot be obtained.But Hanxuan knew that such a force was nothing more than destroying all the sympathy between the two of them, and there was no future to speak of. In this life, he could only indulge in the old things and chat for his own amusement.Han Xuan secretly laughed in his heart, how can there be any remaining life?