Those with a seven-foot frame, distinct limbs, hair upon their heads and teeth in their mouths, who walk upright, are called human.
Those with wings and horns, fangs and claws, who fly above or run along the ground, are called beasts.
Yet how are the hearts of beasts different from those of humans? Humans eat grains of all kinds, but do they have no bestial hearts?
A goddess descends to the mortal realm, and the world hears the Way.
A goddess descends to the mortal realm. The young master of the Shen family invites her into the world, claiming he wants her to “observe the ways of the world.” He personally teaches her to savor every flavor of mortal life and understand love, hate, anger, and infatuation.
In Mobei, Si Mo drinks strong liquor with the soldiers. In the capital, she pins spring flowers in her hair and plays in the water with friends. She also walks among the common people of the mortal realm.
Only when she finally understands the joys and sorrows of humanity does she suddenly realize:
The young master who led her through the bustling mortal world has been drawing a deity down to earth with his own hands,
Teaching her what it means to be uniquely cherished.
For all eternity, until death do they part.
*
Si Mo, goddess of the Ninth Heaven, is as beautiful as ice and jade, born with an ethereal grace, yet as naive as a child when it comes to mortal love.
On her travels, she comes across a flower spirit whose soul has already dispersed. To resolve the spirit’s lingering fixation, Si Mo casually picks up a mortal guide and investigates the origins of its past.
The mortal has a face as lovely as jade and a clear, pleasant voice. “My grandfather has been unconscious for many days. Please, Immortal, lend him your aid. Dao Gu would gladly serve you for all eternity.”
The two enter the dreams of the grandfather and the flower spirit’s past.
A tangled tale of love and hate between a flower spirit, a scholar, and an ancient temple, from forty years ago, unfolds before them.
The mortal world is filled with complicated desires, and Si Mo finds it fascinating.
As the scholar and flower spirit in the dream grow deeply enamored, Si Mo watches with rapt attention, eager to learn: “You don’t see a scene like this very often. I’d like to learn.”
The refined and graceful Shen Dao Gu, who was perfectly composed just a moment ago: “No! You don’t!”
Si Mo: “…Oh.”
When the dream ends and their connection is resolved, Si Mo is about to leave. But Shen Dao Gu stands in front of her, his gaze burning bright. “I humbly beseech the Immortal to take pity on us and linger awhile for the sake of all living beings. Allow Dao Gu… to repay your kindness as well.”
Under the gaze of those deep, luminous eyes, the goddess turns her head and, as if spellbound, answers, “All right.”
Shen Dao Gu smiles softly and lowers his eyes. “Forgive my presumption, Immortal.”
[Reading Guide]:
1. Five interconnected stories, with a large ensemble cast.
2. Told from the heroine’s perspective. The male lead is a supportive guide.
3. 1v1 throughout, happy ending. The romance between the leads is a little slow to develop, heating up midway through the second story.
Theme: Mortals create a beautiful world with their own hands.
The teacher is great! [Let me be healthy] [Pants] [Sunglasses] Forever, a piece will last forever!
I still feel sad after re-reading A Yao's story 😭
Did Wen Hai discover his feelings for Si Mo at that time? I suddenly felt very sad.
Damn, is this the main text finished so quickly 😭
I think Si Mo will cause a lot of trouble in the future. I don't even dare to look at it
I also think you feel more comfortable writing in the first person.
They won't fall in love, right?
Is it coming to an end? Reluctant to part with it
I thought the boy with windy ears was a child with a severed hand saved by ginseng 😭 😭 😭 It turned out to be one of the relatives of the 20,000 people who died, which is more reasonable and tragic; besides, how could you get Chiang to join the army?
It's so good to watch, the plot is full of ups and downs~