An old Taoist told me that in this life, I'm fated to be surrounded by romance, and every time I meet someone destined for me, it will be a trial.
He also said I'd meet three people fated to be with me in my life. I would fall in love with them, and they would love me too.
That Taoist is talking total nonsense! How could a great guy like me ever be fickle?
I'm determined to be faithful to one person! But who exactly is the one fated for me? The fox, the flower spirit, or him?
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