She was as cold as the moon, her features were picturesque, and she was indifferent and distant, but it always made him forget to eat and sleep. His pride and arrogance could not enter her eyes. He always thought that his companionship over the years would always make her remember him, but she remembered him, but never loved him...
Lou Lanyue stood among the flowers and herbs. She looked at the sunset blooming in the distance, and she never came back to her senses for a long time. In that glow, she seemed to see the figure lingering among the flowers and herbs again. She sighed, turned back, and saw a white-haired figure flying towards her. His ecstatic eyes were as bright as the moon: "He's awake, he's awake, he's finally awake!!!"