Yan Xiu had been a human being for so long, but he never expected to meet a mentally ill man who claimed to be a god in his own home.
Qingjiu has been a god for so long, and he never thought that he would fall into a strange place and be unable to return while showing off his magic.
Qingjiu: World, you have changed. Do you still remember the Immortal Qingjiu by the Great Sky Lake?
Small snippet:
Confession for the first time
Yan Xiu (affectionate face): "The most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old slowly with you..."
Qingjiu (rolling eyes): "Please, I'm a god, can't I even do the simplest facial-retention technique?"
Yan Xiu: "..." Can you let me confess my feelings properly?