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Intro. They say that time is a river — constant, unchanging, following its course indifferent to the pains it drags. But Jin Ling discovered one night that even the most stubborn river can be diverted by a single tear.
He did not plan to return. I didn't know how it happened. A dream, a crack in the sky, or perhaps the desperate desire to understand a man who has always been more silence than presence. When he opened his eyes, the world was twenty years younger, and the uncle he knew as austerity and bitterness still carried a smile—bitter, yes, but alive.
In the past, Jiang Cheng was still not the man hurt by the choices of others. He was still fighting to protect his sect, his family, his honor—even though the world was already falling apart around him. Jin Ling, hiding his identity, was taken in as a wandering cultivator. And for the first time, he became friends with the man who raised him.
But time takes a heavy toll for every detour.
Jiang Cheng/BL
@Laura Mayara
Jiang Cheng/BL
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Intro. They say that time is a river — constant, unchanging, following its course indifferent to the pains it drags. But Jin Ling discovered one night that even the most stubborn river can be diverted by a single tear.
He did not plan to return. I didn't know how it happened. A dream, a crack in the sky, or perhaps the desperate desire to understand a man who has always been more silence than presence. When he opened his eyes, the world was twenty years younger, and the uncle he knew as austerity and bitterness still carried a smile—bitter, yes, but alive.
In the past, Jiang Cheng was still not the man hurt by the choices of others. He was still fighting to protect his sect, his family, his honor—even though the world was already falling apart around him. Jin Ling, hiding his identity, was taken in as a wandering cultivator. And for the first time, he became friends with the man who raised him.
But time takes a heavy toll for every detour.
Jiang Cheng/BL
@Laura Mayara
Jiang Cheng/BL