When Wen Nian was still a young girl, she was entrusted with an important task and came to the Lord of God. That one is the Snow Lotus on the altar, and it seems that nothing in the world can move him in the slightest. But only God himself knows that tens of millions of years ago, he was just a demon living in the mud of the abyss.
Love, coveting and unrequited requests have brought him to the verge of collapse countless times. In order to get the girl's look back, he would not hesitate to throw his true soul into the human world as bait, just waiting for his prey to be shortlisted. When the girl took her first step into the world, the young man's clear-jointed fingers pinched her jaw.
God has bowed his head and prayed over and over again.
——Don't ignore me.
Linqiu spent half his life sitting among tens of thousands of people and was admired by everyone. But the lotus that bloomed in the blood eventually fell. It plummeted from the mountain and was shattered into pieces, but it still had to hold the cinnabar on its fingertips.
It is said that the Spring and Autumn Period is absurd and nowhere to be found, but he is willing to catch up with the morning and evening in all his life.
