Tonight's night was exceptionally bright, a dazzling red caught his eye.,Under the moon, a slender maiden hid behind a nearby tree of longing, hearing Xiao Quan's poem. Her heart stirred, drunk in the quiet beauty of its imagery.,"In my past life, I was knowledgeable but had no use for it in the 21st century! All I could do was be a nine-to-five manager at a museum!"。