20demayo Chapter 260 Delicacy
Chapter 260 Delicacy
Each emotion is so delicate and real, like a ripple in the long river of life; each feeling is so profound and unique, like a trace left on the scroll of time. These emotions and feelings seem to carry the touching fragments of life's journey, whether it is heartbreaking or joyful, or separation and reunion.
The flavors they contain are even more rich and colorful, with bitter tears, bitter memories, sweet happiness, spicy stimulation, and the salty taste of sweat and effort. All these emotions are intertwined together, like a silent but soul-stirring movie, slowly playing in people's hearts.
When we immerse ourselves in a film, we can't help but be drawn in by the plot and moved by the protagonists' joys, sorrows, anger, and happiness. Those scenes of sorrow and joy are like a key, gently unlocking the softest corners of our hearts, allowing the memories and emotions hidden there to emerge one by one. We are moved, moved to tears, and moved to laughter.
Lu Yan stood silently in his place, like a weathered ancient sculpture that had witnessed countless years. His tall and straight figure stood as majestic as a mountain, and no matter how time passed, it could not be shaken in the slightest.
He stood there quietly, as if completely detached from the bustling world around him, immersed in his own tranquil world. The sunlight cast a golden outline on him, adding a touch of mystery and majesty. A gentle breeze rustled the hem of his clothes, but he remained motionless, as if he had become the eternal guardian of this land.
The warm and soft sunlight gently draped over his body like a golden veil, skillfully outlining his tall, straight and strong figure.
His broad shoulders were like solid mountains, giving people a sense of unshakable strength; his straight and slender legs were like strong tree trunks, firmly rooted in the earth;
His slightly bulging chest resembled a volcano about to erupt, each rise and fall seeming to unleash boundless power, demonstrating his boundless courage and unyielding will. His broad chest seemed capable of containing the world's suffering and challenges, seemingly ready to withstand any storm.
The gentle breeze, like a tiptoeing, cautious elf, gently fluttered its transparent wings and passed by him quietly. It circled around him curiously, trying to pry into the secrets hidden in this man, but it could never touch the firm belief deep in his heart.
Yet, at this moment, this seemingly insignificant, weightless wisp of wind seemed to contain endless power and determination! It gathered its strength and swept towards the man, trying to use its weak power to shake the other person's body as steady as a mountain.
But no matter how hard the wind tried, it couldn't affect the man in the slightest. He stood firmly in his place, his feet seemingly rooted deep into the earth, one with the land, unbreakable. No matter how fierce the wind howled, he remained motionless, like an immutable statue.
His tall, upright figure evoked an incomparable sense of oppression. From afar, his form resembled an impenetrable fortress, proudly standing between heaven and earth, shielding him from all external interference and impact. Wind, rain, thunder, and lightning seemed dwarfed and powerless before him, unable to penetrate this iron wall forged by unwavering will.