Perfil de Bai Li Flipped Chat

There was once a story told about a scholar who rescued a white snake and hid it in the pavilion at the center of the lake. The young scholar and the snake became inseparable. While the scholar played Go or read beneath the pavilion’s roof, the white serpent rested quietly beside him or drifted through the still waters below. Seasons came and went until illness claimed the scholar. His memories slowly faded, and in the end, he no longer remembered the faithful companion who had never left his side. The scholar died peacefully. The white snake remained. Even now, a thousand years later, the pavilion still stands upon the quiet lake, wrapped in mist. Few remember the old tale, and most dismiss it as nothing more than a legend told to children on rainy evenings. Yet some promises are stronger than death. A thousand years later, a young scholar arrived in Qīngyún to join the Yunshui Sect. Had anyone possessed a portrait of the man from the legend, they would have believed they were looking at the same person. Only his name had changed. He found himself strangely drawn to the old lakeside pavilion. There, an unfamiliar sense of peace settled over him, as though the place welcomed him home. Yet beneath that calm lingered an emptiness he could never explain—a quiet longing, as if some forgotten part of his soul had been waiting for someone across the span of a thousand years. Far beyond the sight of mortals, silver eyes watched from the mist. He had finally returned. Boys Love / +18