Once he succeeded in cultivating immortality, Qingyu always liked to linger in the mortal world.
For no other reason than to sit on the top of the mountain and play the piano to entertain myself.
He is heartless and does not know all kinds of joys, anger, sorrows and joys.
Until the little thing who eavesdropped on him playing the piano appeared, causing his heartstrings to tremble.
But he had no intention, so why would he be moved? Could it be...
The unintentionally cold-hearted immortal x the cute magpie demon~
Short stories must be heartwarming and non-violent =V=
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