Shouldn't those clear eyes always face the sunlight?
So, when she opens her eyes, she must be happy, she must see the beauty in this world, forget the cruel past, and be reborn.
Lian Xichen slightly closed his eyes, his warm lips gently, with the kind blessing told by Han Jing, passed through the water's surface, and tenderly landed on Ting Luo's cold lips.
The warmth of his lips was like a strange current, or a call from a thousand years ago, traveling through the river of time, providing a warm response to the merfolk who longed for the world and love.
Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and a crystal clear tear slipped from the corner of her eye, turning into a lustrous and beautiful pearl as it fell into the water.
Lian Xichen opened his eyes at this moment, suddenly reaching out to grasp the pearl.
And coincidentally, he met Ting Luo's open eyes.
