Xie Yun became a doctor when he was young, but he was repeatedly teased by fate. Even if he regained his youth, it would be difficult to save him from the changes in his life. He slept in an ice coffin for three hundred years and was alone in the world. Once I woke up and faced the "immortal" whom the gods had relegated to coldness, my dull and desireless eyes also yearned for the rolling mortal world and the warmth of the world.
Layman: Ah Cheng, if someone asks you to have nothing to do, you might as well act like a hooligan! What do you think?
Xie Yuncheng: Playing a hooligan? To whom? Young Master?
Layman: Otherwise what do you think!
Xie Yuncheng (indifferent): Sorry, that's not Xie Yuncheng's style! But... You can ask the young master for advice on this matter~~
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