In my three lifetimes, I have died for him.
The body is burned in one life, the bones are broken in one life, and the soul is scattered in one life.
I offered my soul as a sacrifice in exchange for the stability of the three realms, but all I got in exchange was "I'm just a mortal, not worth caring about."
After wandering in reincarnation for three hundred years, I finally woke up.
I cut off my obsession and hid in the market. I just wanted to be an ordinary person who told fortunes.
But he fell down from the altar and knelt in front of me with red eyes, begging me not to avoid him anymore.
"Su Zheheng, I remember, I remember everything!"
I looked at the belated regret in his eyes and just thought it was ridiculous.
"The things the emperor threw away were rotten three lifetimes ago."
In this life, I just want to live for myself and never want to burn anything for him.
