Wen Heng, the god of renunciation, has a silver mark carved for three thousand years between his eyebrows, which locks his laughter, tears, lust, and all his "wants". He swallowed up all his obsessions for the three realms and locked the love, separation, resentment and hatred of all living beings in his soul. He suffered for three thousand years and never showed a trace of his face.
When the shark Wang Sangchi met him for the first time, he said, "Show me your smile." He said he had forgotten. Sang Chi approached step by step in the name of "wish". With every inch he got closer, the golden chains became deeper and his white clothes were stained with blood. Sang Chi held his wrist that was pierced by the chain. The chain pierced the flesh and blood of the two people: "Does it hurt? It hurts together."
Later, when Zhinian cleared his memory regularly at night, Wen Heng opened the palace door and asked, "Who are you?" Sang Chi's hands were covered with blood, and he held his face and asked angrily, "What is my name? Tell me."
In three thousand years, he has extracted the obsessions of countless people and stopped all his emotions, except for this shark-he couldn't stop it.
"Stop it," Sang Chi said, "miss me."
Only later did he learn that the wish to "stay together and grow old together" was carved into Sang Chi's soul by himself three thousand years ago. He forgot, Sang Chi remembered it for him for three thousand years.
The thoughts are broken on the bank of the River of Forgetfulness. Sang Chi's obsession poured into his body, and the chains ran through the two people, and the blood mixed together and it was impossible to tell whose was whose. Sang Chi's hand slipped from his back, the bell rang, and there was silence.
Wen Heng sat holding his body for a whole day and night, threading a silver thread through the bell and tying it to his wrist.
"You have been waiting for me for three thousand years. This time, I will wait for you."
A long time later, under the pearl lamp of the Deep Sea Palace, Sang Chi opened his eyes. The first thing I saw was Wen Heng's completely white hair.
"Have you been crying for three years?"
"No."
Sang Chi stretched out his hand to pull him down, and the bell rang against their cheeks: "Your hair has turned gray. My wish is still a little short of the mark. We want to grow old together."
Intention: Those who abstain from sex will be tempted first, and those who give up their thoughts will sink first.