I have eyes that can see the countdown to death.
I can tell how long people have to live and how they will die, with perfect accuracy.
The price: I was born with a short life and have only thirty days left. To save people, I have to charge a fortune, trading their lives for money to extend my own.
The day the wealthy family found me, I saw at a glance that none of the Shen family would live another three months, so I packed up and ran that very night.
The whole Shen family called me a crude country bumpkin playing hard to get.
Me: Stay away from me. They're all doomed anyway.
Later, the Shen family went bankrupt and lost everything. They knelt outside a Taoist temple, kowtowing and begging for help.
I tossed out the severance agreement and coldly watched their countdowns hit zero.
The whole internet mocked me as heartless and cruel. Only one man clung to me with obsessive devotion.
Lu Chengyuan, the heir to a powerful Beijing family, was cursed. The number beside his life and death status was forever stuck at zero days.
Even more absurdly, when I touched him, the deathly energy rebounding against me vanished, and my lifespan increased.
I treated him like a human life-extension power bank, making excuses to cling to him and sticking close at every turn.
Lu Chengyuan became obsessed, convinced I was madly in love with him, and kept winning himself over.
“Your eyes are full of passion. You must be in love with me.”
Me: Sorry, I'm just trying to siphon off your life force.
Then the truth came to light: a wicked cultivator had spent twenty years setting up a deadly scheme to steal people's fortune.
In the final battle, I burned through my lifespan to defy fate and change my destiny, while he gave up all his fortune to protect the rest of my life.
Everyone else feared that I could see through life and death. Only he was willing to be my life-saving elixir for the rest of my life.
