I never knew why daylily was called acacia, nor why people asked swan geese to send their lovesickness. I only knew that Yue Lao said that I was the most ruthless little fairy in the tens of thousands of years he had lived. I really felt that there is a saying in the world that is very true, grass and trees are inherently ruthless. I don't know what love is, I just know that I am willing to spend my years waiting for him to return to his throne, which should be a way to repay his kindness for taking me to heaven. Zhemu, who is a numerologist, once said that he does not want to return to his throne. If the day lilies are gone and the swan geese don't come back, then how about I burn all the flowers to make the swan geese return?
Intention: Waiting is a long practice