I, Hua Chaojin, is recognized as the most beautiful woman in the world of immortality, and I am actually the reincarnation of the ancient flower god. This identity sounds pretty awesome, right? But it comes with a terrible passive skill - for every tear shed, a strange flower will bloom that can make the powerful fight for their heads. Ever since, my daily life has turned into a big "stop crying" challenge. My fellow disciples and sisters were hurt by love and hugged me and cried about the scumbag. Me: Hold on! I can't cry, crying will kill me physically! When I went out to experience, I encountered touching human love. Me: Hold on! I can't cry, crying will attract a bunch of old monsters! As a result, I met the cold-faced immortal who cut off my love, Yun Duanyue. This man cut off my love with a sword and made me calm and emotionally stable ever since. I should have thanked him for saving me from becoming a walking "exotic flower-producing machine." But I just happened to fall in love again with this man who destroyed my lover's heart with his own hands. It's better now. My heart is beating for him while reminding me that "this road is blocked." Tears rolled crazily in my eyes, and I held them back for fear that I might accidentally use my tears to create a "flower-blooming" scene for his old man. Yun Duanyue said coldly: "What are you looking at me for?" My inner OS said: "What are you looking at! If I look at you again, I will cry! As soon as I cry, you will know what the most expensive "shower" in the three worlds is!" The whole world of immortals wants me to cry, but I am the only one who wants to live with a smile. And the man who broke my heart became my only antidote.
