The twenty-third day of the twelfth lunar month is Little New Year's Eve. Gu Jiuyuan knelt under the old locust tree in Qingshi Village for ten years.
He is the village guard. People in the village called him a fool, avoided him, and thought he was unlucky. No one knows that he kneels here every day, recites 103 names, kowtows 103 times, and protects the whole village from disasters.
No one knows that he is not an ordinary person - he is the projection clone of the Soul-Severing Tower. This village is a fragment that fell from the void thousands of years ago.
On the 24th of the twelfth lunar month ten years ago, his adoptive mother Liu turned back and smiled at him before going out: "I'll bring you some sugar melons when I come back tonight." He saw the light above her head dimming, but he didn't stop her. That night, a landslide buried the apologetic adoptive parents. He broke out a piece of blood-stained sugar melon from Mrs. Liu's clenched hand.
The piece of sugar melon was broken for ten years, and he carried it for ten years.
Until the woman named Shen Qingluo walked into the village. There was a green light on her head and a jade piece in her hand. She said she was looking for someone.
On the day when the locust tree bloomed, she knelt under the tree and made a wish: "I will carry it for him."
She was of the Tower Keeper's sideline, and she was destined to destroy him.
But life is broken, but people are still there. The broken Tanggua is still there, and the heart that has hurt for ten years is still there.
This is a story about "guarding" - guarding a village, guarding a fragment, guarding a person who will never come back, guarding the "bring you sugar melon" that I haven't waited for ten years.
Despite thousands of years of wind and snow, the locust trees are still there.
He is still kneeling.
