(Several short mortal-world arcs + happy ending)
The waters of the River of Forgetfulness wash away love. Cross the river, forget one person, and enter the cycle of reincarnation.
At their first meeting, no one dared ferry him across the river, for his soul was shattered.
Only one ferryman remained, and she didn’t look particularly reliable.
“Lady, would you ferry me across the River of Forgetfulness?”
Ferrying people across the River of Forgetfulness nearly cost Yang Xi her life.
This time, his mortal trial had gone completely off the rails.
He couldn’t even remember when he’d fallen for her.
Perhaps it was when Yang Xi said those words while pretending to be in love with him.
“Zhuo Zhiyu, are you happy to marry me?”
He answered instinctively, “It is my great fortune.”
He knew that the reckless young lady who had once been carried in a funeral sedan had finally found her way into his heart, becoming the little Bodhisattva who haunted his dreams.
He brought a flask of apricot blossom wine down to the mortal realm and found that little snake demon.
“About your bet with Yang Xi, I’ll drink the wine for her. I’ll punish myself with three cups.”
The little snake demon tapped him on the head, exasperated. “Go after her! Tell her you love her! Why are you acting all mysterious?”
Those words snapped him out of it. From then on, the Underworld had a new shameless shadow who followed her everywhere.
“Yang Xi, the most reliable ferryman, would you ferry me across the River of Forgetfulness?”
She ran, he chased. She had no chance of getting away.
