Mo Zhiyi was tired.
Also old.
I want to sit in a rocking chair and watch the sunrise and sunset with my loved one.
Going to heaven didn't seem to be what he wanted.
First, Mo Ming magically traveled to the Republic of China era.
Then, he wanted girls, but only men were attracted by his charm.
He likes peace, but he gets entangled with his enemy's young master.
Impossible.
How can enemies and enemies fall in love?
Impossible.
How can betrayal and deception exist?
But, in the face of love, nothing is impossible.
Who holds my hand and arrests my madness for half my life;
Who kisses my eyes and covers my half-life wandering.
There is no mystery, no love rival, no mistress, no fight, no unclear feelings, no swell of separation and loss.
There is only love.
And love for one place.