Unthinkable

Copywriting For a period of six hundred years, she volunteered to take on the task of raising a young lady. In the first hundred years, he was taciturn and did not pay attention to her at all. He stayed with books all day long. In the second hundred years, he harvested a sacred jade and was hesitant about whether to give it to her. Outside Taixu Hall, a small shadow lingers every night. In the third hundred years, he cultivated the body of a golden immortal, and the six thunders from the sky came, but she endured the severe pain and blocked them pretending not to care. In the fourth hundred years, he allowed her to enter his heart, but he didn't expect that she would always ask him for another man. In the fifth hundred years, he grew up in seclusion and became like a young man. He had cultivated to the point where he had no desires, no pursuits, no sorrows, no joys, but when he saw her, his eyebrows were in an uproar. In the sixth hundred years, she had no other choice, her time was gone, and she was in a hurry to raise a Buddha. In the past, he was the glorious Emperor Nan Su. He rules both Taixu and the Ancient God Realm, and both the Immortal and Underworld respect him as supreme. In the past, she was his only disciple. There was some ambiguity between the two, but they were never revealed. She was confused and couldn't make a choice, but when she realized it, the other party had already turned into a wisp of smoke and ashes for her. There is only one residual soul left, living in the mysterious lantern he made for her. You were born before I was born, but I was born before you were old. So, work backwards. The next time we meet, you will be an exquisite and tender young lady with a black belly, and I will be a tsundere with stunning looks and a wild nature.