After the ancient goddess sacrificed herself to stop Chaos from destroying the world, she too vanished into the sea of stars. Tens of thousands of years later, she was reborn as a frail, helpless little butterfly, wandering aimlessly through the human world.
By chance, she was caught by a faint, sweet fragrance. Following its scent, she discovered that it was coming from a cool, otherworldly woman. Trusting her butterfly instincts, she immediately decided: This must be a flower spirit.
Cool and aloof in manner, yet warm and gentle in conversation.
She clapped her hands together. [A butterfly and a flower, aren't they a match made in heaven?]
So she tried every trick she could think of to latch onto the woman and follow her around, hoping to stay by her side. She thought it would be difficult, but to her surprise, this "flower spirit" tossed her a carrot and even gave her a name: Yanzhi.
When she learned that Yanzhi's soul was incomplete, she accompanied her in searching for the missing pieces, never taking even half a step back, even when she was injured.
Yanzhi couldn't understand why. They were only friends who had spent a long time together, yet her heart was beating faster and faster, as though it might leap right out of her chest. She didn't dare look the flower spirit in the eye.
Only later did she learn that this person was no "flower spirit" at all. She was clearly a goddess from the heavens, who had come down to amuse herself by teasing Yanzhi. Yanzhi turned to leave, only to realize she had already fallen far too deep. She really was going to lose her heart to this little flower spirit.
Evil spirits were multiplying, and the seal on Chaos was weakening, bringing calamity to the human world. That wouldn't do. She still had to live here with the flower spirit. Chaos, was it? Fine, let's take it on!
[2]
Mei Zhiwei was once a heavenly deity in charge of plants and trees. One day, a flower would be stealing water from the grass; the next, a tree would be blocking its sunlight. It was all petty and dull.
She had heard that the human world offered every kind of experience, so she moved her office down to the mortal realm. She enjoyed wandering around whenever she had free time. It was quite pleasant, though without all those flower and grass spirits chattering away, she sometimes felt lonely.
Yanzhi appeared in her line of sight out of nowhere. Mei Zhiwei could smell the unique fragrance about her, and her eyes were clear and pure. It seemed she had mistaken Mei Zhiwei for a flower spirit.
No money, no worldly experience, and nowhere to go?
A butterfly that's easy to take advantage of.
Note: Men will inevitably appear in the story, but only when necessary.
Updates every night at nine.
Theme: Never give up; keep growing and striving.
Thank you to heaven, thank you to earth, thank you for your hard work~
Doesn't this Lingfang like Lianxue? (
Is your previous life the God of Flowers? (Or maybe it's also related to plants, so I like Mei Zhiwei very much)
Come on, the author, your writing style needs to be improved [Compare your heart]