[Childhood Sweetheart Young Empress] [Love and Hate Entanglements in Past and Present Life]
When she woke up again, she was at the end of the bright starry sky, lying alone on the soft clouds, as illusory as the sweet dreams she often had in her childhood.
The ancestor god told her a story from a long time ago.
The story begins when gods touch mortal hearts
The story tells of a man whose wife was so worried that she couldn't sleep all night.
He composed a song and played it to her every night to coax her to sleep.
That piece of music is called Yong'an.
I only wish my wife eternal peace.
"What happened next?" She asked.
Ancestor God thought for a moment: "Later, his wife died."
The snow was thickening one foot after another, and the chaotic memories in the man's mind gradually became clearer.
He looked out the window at the snowflakes falling one after another. The cold wind was biting his skin and his body was almost paralyzed.
He waited and waited, and it seemed that if he waited a little longer, a little man in red would walk through the snow.
She would call his name again and again, pull his arm, and shake him.
She pestered him to build snowmen for her one after another.
