In that life, I was a bodhi tree, and he was a woodcutter at the foot of the mountain. With just a quick glance, I kept him in my heart. I missed him day and night. One day, I made a wish to the Buddha to be in love with him for the rest of my life. However, the Buddha said that although he and I were a marriage arranged by God, we would have to go through nine lives and nine reincarnations to achieve perfection. So, I spent thousands of years of cultivation and embarked on the long journey of reincarnation to find my husband...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
