World 1: The cute childhood sister who has a crush on her neighbor's brother. We went to school together and did homework together. On hot summer days, her brother would give her a glass of pure water in a cute cup with a straw that he gave her. He would put a scarf with his warmth on her in the biting cold wind. Yuan Juchun thought that her brother would have the same sentiments as hers.
But at the age of 16, Yuan Juchun's cryptic confession as the Spring Festival fireworks were blooming made Yuan Juchun feel like he was passing through a heavy rain.
Maybe, only by returning to the original position can everything be restored to its original state.
Secret love has always been her thing alone. His clear sky or pouring rain are closely related to her, but have nothing to do with her.
Sweet and smiling little Qingmei & the poor brother who is gentle but shoulders many responsibilities alone
World 2: Lian Qingmeng, as the only disciple of Master Qingjue, has been pampered since childhood. Even Master Qingjue, who has always been cold and ruthless, has melted into a good gentleman with red eyes who will worry about Lian Qingmeng's slightest injury during these five hundred years of companionship.
It's a pity that the immortal on the scale of common people and Lian Qingmeng finally chose his responsibility.
How can I atone for my sins so that I can see you again?
The former naughty and cute little disciple who turned into a cold and heartless disciple & the former cool and cold deity who later collapsed into a mad dog
World 3: When Ji Lanchi pushed open the glass door of the coffee shop, she never thought that her blind date had puppy-like eyes. Yes, although it had nothing to do with his tall figure of 1.9 Meters and his cold and arrogant expression, she stubbornly believed that those were puppy eyes that were soaked by the rain.
It's over. She fell in love with her blind date at first sight. Ji Lanchi pursed her lips and thought with a trace of distress, what about him?
After three years of marriage, the other person was like a blazing flame that they couldn't get along with. Hugging them was like moths rushing to the flame, they were incompatible.
Ji Lanchi wanted to give up.
The gentle sister with a long reflex arc & the arrogant but secretly in love with the young master for many years
Concept: Language is a double-edged sword