It's only been a hundred years, aka why is there something wrong with the child I raised? What should I do if my child stalks me? Why did the child confess his love? !
Cultivation + fictional Republic of China + fantasy
[Hard-tongued and soft-hearted immortal species × Paranoid and sensitive human cub]
[The venomous young lady with a vicious tongue and a vicious personality × You must be a paranoid warlord]
Wei Shenglian is an immortal, immortal, and has become a god. I have lived for who knows how many years since the era when spiritual power was supreme. I have raised spiritual beasts, flowers and plants, and myself (making do with living), but I have never raised human cubs.
Gu Shihuai is a human. His parents died in the war and he was thrown into an orphanage. He has handsome features but a gloomy personality. He was adopted and abandoned repeatedly.
Until one day an old friend asked her to put a seven-year-old boy into her hands.
The child looked at her eagerly, and she had a headache and wanted to run away.
But that little kid stubbornly held back from crying, tightly grasped the corners of her clothes and said, "My name is Gu Shihuai" -
Wei Shenglian thought: Isn't it just a hundred years?
But she forgot one thing: human children grow up much faster than she thought.
And one hundred years was actually not as long as she imagined.
Intention: Learn to love, understand love