The Impermanent

When Wu Yan first arrived in the underworld, she found a kindred spirit in Zhong Chanyi and thought she would spend her life catching ghosts and solving cases.

She started out as an unknown ghost and eventually became an emissary of death.

Who could have guessed that life would take such an unexpected turn, and that she would marry him?

That man held a high position and looked down on everything, as though nothing mattered to him.

Until, along the road to the Yellow Springs, the flowers on the other shore bloomed for a thousand years and withered for a thousand years, while Meng Po's soup grew more and more bitter.

In the end, those memories were buried in the past. Falling in love with her was his destiny.

P.S. My daily updates have been unreliable lately, but I can't bear to abandon this story. I'll work on it little by little when I have time. I absolutely won't drop it.

Theme: Staying true to one's feelings