1v1, youth, ancient fantasy
Feng Mo: Easygoing and unrestrained, humble and gentle yet also contrary and unruly. An obscure direct descendant of the Feng family, he sometimes has the glimmer of red maple leaves in his eyes.
Yao Xingna: A mischievous cat-eared girl, the youngest daughter of the Kazrien family. She can see into people's hearts, and is willful, free-spirited, and unconstrained by rules.
Their childhoods were marked by upheaval. Centuries of stability came to an end, old teachings clashed with new knowledge, and what they learned differed from what they saw. They were destined to grow up bearing scars and flaws.
Jiangnan and Yuanbei lay far apart, and the two of them, born in distant places, should never have met in their lives. But during a robbery that was utterly ordinary for this era, a boy riding a white horse reached through the crowd and scooped up a drowsy little catgirl.
Was it a twist of fate? Was it destiny? Or was someone pulling the strings?
It doesn't matter, though. The past is gone, and the future is yet to come. What we praise, what we enjoy, what we are part of, is always the little moments of the present.
“No matter how noble and pure a soul may be, once it comes into this world, it cannot help but become stained by the filth of the mortal realm.”
“I'm pretty grubby myself, and so is everyone else. I don't think there's anything wrong with that. If I really met someone who wasn't grubby at all, I'd be afraid of getting them dirty.”
“After I met you, I had this feeling that the two of us fit together like a single puzzle piece torn in half and then put back together. That kind of feeling just shouldn't exist in reality.”
Note: Every word in this book was written by hand, without using any AI.
