She has jet black hair, icy blue eyes, and a Yin Hong cinnabar mole on her forehead, which adds a sense of charm to her cold face.
Her skin is as white as snow and as creamy, and on her collarbone blooms a white lotus that emerges from the mud but remains unstained.
One day, she fell from the spotless fairyland to the mortal world, where she practiced her Taoist heart in the world of mortals.
On this long and lonely road of experience, she will meet all kinds of men one after another.
And when the white lotus gradually changed and dyed that deep red color, she smiled
She raised the corners of her mouth, raised her red lips slightly, and her eyes were full of desolation.
Everyone in the world knelt at her feet and went crazy for her.
After all, which man can finally wrap his arms around her body, warm her gradually freezing heart, and pull her into the world of mortals?
Or... Will she leave them and ascend to the cold position of the God of Creation alone, her eyes stained with frost? !
Actually... This is just a story about an amnesiac girl who regains her memory~(￣▽￣~)(~￣▽￣)~