But when his gaze falls on her face, he freezes. His hand trembles. “You… you are the woman in my paintings.”
The Dual Blossoms of Cang Qiong
“Stay away from me!” she shouts, stepping back. “I cannot love you. Ever.” Tianmei Media - Xian Eryuan - Sexy Hair Little ...
He grabs her hand and places it over his heart—which is not beating, because he is immortal. “This stopped the day I forgot you. You are the only one who has ever made it race.” But when his gaze falls on her face, he freezes
Xian’er laughs bitterly. “The Xian Eryuan fruit doesn’t exist, does it?” carrying a rolled-up painting.
Xian’er runs a small herb shop at the foot of the mortal world’s Cang Qiong Mountain. A man with a familiar face but no memories walks in, carrying a rolled-up painting.