The artist's birthday traveled back in time, and he only had a broken bowl at the beginning, and was bound to a garbage system that only sent out steamed buns and easily wiped out threats to him. In order to survive, he hugged the thigh of a cold and beautiful "sister" whom he met by chance in the disaster area.
Su Chen: Sister, don't panic, when I become the palace painter, I will definitely protect you!
Mo Yanchen smiled and pressed him into her arms: Okay, my sister is right.
The joke finally became reality, and the system beeps kept ringing. When love begins with a systematically arranged script, can the ending be true?
The emperor Mo Yanchen, who had been alone for ten years, met Su Chen, who was also alone in the quagmire, and thought that it was destiny that attracted each other and transcended time and space. However, every heartbeat and every approach is a guide to conquer the mission.
When love is at its strongest, the cold system prompts shatter all tenderness.
He endured the heartache and used hurtful words to test whether this feeling was pure: "If you get close to me, has the system told you that even my sincerity can be quantified by data?"
This is a huge gamble that changes fate. After Su Chen smashed the system with his own hands and protected him with his life, Mo Yanchen suddenly realized that the other party was never arranged by fate, but was his only destiny in this life.
Take the mountains and rivers as the contract, and the unity as the witness.
The emperor and empress share the same seal, with phoenix patterns reflecting each other. Everyone knows that he won the game, but no one knows that he spent everything just to keep one person. Even if the way of heaven is overturned and the system is annihilated, you and I are each other's eternal destination.
The mountains and rivers are a contract, and the phoenixes are in the same position.
Concept: When love becomes data that can be quantified, what exactly is love?
