For three hundred years, Zhiyao repeated the same pattern every day in Tianting Weaving Mansion. She peeked through the sea of clouds at the human world - where every day was different. Wen Ye was kicked out of the house by his brother and sister-in-law, leaving only an old talking cow. Beside the green lotus pond, he stole her red dress. It's not a marriage fraud, it's Zhiyao who chose to stay - a bowl of porridge is better than fine wine.
Three years in the world, a pair of children. She thought she could live her life like this.
The heavenly soldiers are coming. The Queen Mother's golden hairpin marked out the Milky Way, and the huge waves split the world into two sides. Wen Ye chased her to the shore and watched her being taken away. They turned into stars and looked at each other across the river, unable to even shed tears.
Every year on the seventh day of July, magpies build bridges. One night meeting, three hundred and sixty-four days countdown. The system did not kill love, but sentenced them to spend their eternity executing a torture called "getting together".
Three hundred years later, Wen Ye planted a tree by the Milky Way and picked a leaf and put it into the river every Chinese Valentine's Day.
With the Chinese Valentine's Day in the world, lovers give each other tokens. No one knows what that night on the Milky Way was really like - it wasn't a celebration. Two people spent their lives stealing dawn after dawn.
"If I don't kill you, that would be too cheap. I want you to see that the one you love will never be able to reach you."
Intention: "Love cannot defeat Tian Tiao, but Tian Tiao can never kill love."