When Jiang Si woke up from a thousand-year slumber, the first thing she saw was the young man holding her dagger on his neck but smiling like a playboy. He said that his name was Shen Linan, he was a disciple of the Qingyun Sect, and he had picked up this "treasure" from her. She returned to the world and worked every step of the way, just to find out the truth about that year. Little did he know that the noisy, lively and bright person next to him had already entered a fatal situation carefully calculated for him. "Immortal..." He was dying, but he smiled proudly, "In the coming days, you will have to think about me all the time, right?" #She has lived for too long, but he has no time to grow up#
Purpose: Life is not about length