Floating: Love Blows with the Wind

[Modern romance · Two male protagonists · Qingxuan · Healing system] Sun Bowen: Yu Zicheng, please turn your back on me with your justice. If there is an afterlife, I would rather be a wild grass, growing vigorously when spring comes, desolate and withered when autumn goes, waiting for winter to go and spring to come. It goes round and round, why bother struggling like this? Yan Yuanhao: Little ancestor, come home with me. But you are just a weed, and I am the wind blowing over you.