For more than twenty years in the human world, Wen Yu lived like a speck of dust.
Living under someone else's roof, insecure and sensitive, with no one to stand up for him.
His only way forward was to grit his teeth and struggle on alone, trying to save himself from the mud and endure year after gray year.
No one knew that the ruler of the divine realm, whose true form was that of a wolf, had waited for countless eons.
He guarded the winds and snow, quelled the abyss, commanded the stars and rivers, and upheld the order of the world. He had seen the world turn barren and witnessed every facet of human life. For millions of years, he remained cool and untroubled, waiting only for someone destined to come to them.
In a daze, one humble wish from a boy crossed the rift in time and space, finally reaching the god who had waited for him for eons.
When they first met, they pretended to be reserved. Following the rules, they took in a homeless boy with a damaged soul, treating him with gentle restraint and painstaking care, afraid to startle him.
Only the four of them knew the truth:
This timid yet resilient boy, who had fallen from the human world, was the one and only obsession they had held onto through countless eons.
Once a pitiful soul who swallowed his pain at every turn and was cherished by no one,
he was now cherished above all by four people who had waited thousands of years for him, indulging him in every way.
Little by little, Wen Yu's humble heart eased beneath the gods' affection, and he came to shine with a light all his own.
From then on, there would always be a place to return to, and someone waiting for him, year after year.
The human world had stripped him of all tenderness; the gods gave him all the tenderness he would ever need.
No misunderstandings, no angst, everyone is present and gets along. Strong values, pure indulgent romance. Little stories about everyday life.
