Lin Chen's jade pendant always gets hot when Su Qingyue approaches, as if to remind him that some encounters are destined.
With the wind of Kunlun and the magic of Xuanmen, he originally wanted to guard a small shabby house in the corner of Jiangcheng, but when she came to the door with a string of fake beads, he was involved in a whirlpool that he had never imagined. She is the backbone of the Su family's crumbling business empire, the one who refuses to bow her head. She will argue with him with red eyes in the boardroom, and she will also show childish embarrassment when he sees through the fake.
When the shadow of the Blood Shadow Sect came around, he stood in front of her, and the energy in his palms was as bright as the newborn sun. She clutched the corner of his clothes, her fingertips were cold, but when he said "Don't be afraid", she quietly straightened her back - it turned out that the feeling of being protected was more reassuring than being alone.
Together they identified the authenticity of antiques under the lamp of Yunzhu Pavilion. He taught her to read the patina of time on bronze vessels, and she taught him to recognize the complicated coffee names in Starbucks. The evil-suppressing talisman he drew hid a Taoist code that she couldn't understand; the small cake she placed next to his practice notes was sweet enough to offset the cinnabar smell of the talisman paper.
No one knew that Lin Chen, who could fight off evil spirits with his bare hands, would shake his hands when she handed her hot milk; no one knew that Su Qingyue, a resolute person in the business world, would stick the crooked peace charm he drew on the most conspicuous place on his desk.
The wind in the city is strong, causing the waves of capital to surge, carrying evil shadows. But as long as the jade pendant is hot, he is there and she is there, and this glimmer of light is enough to illuminate the way forward - after all, the real guardian is never a lonely person, but the shadow of two people, in the morning
