The most noble Goddess of Interpretation in the world has only insisted on this one thing for hundreds of thousands of years, but she always failed.
Fusu stroked the hair on her forehead and spoke slowly: "Jieyu, you have known him for hundreds of thousands of years, but you still can't see through this man? He is the most indifferent to love among the ancient gods, and he is the most insensitive to emotions? Since the death of his father, he has devoted himself wholeheartedly to the eight wildernesses of Kyushu. Since then, few things can affect his mind."
"Fusu, have you ever fallen in love with someone?"
"No." Fusu shook his head gently.
"Have you ever thought about finding someone to spend time with you?"
"It would be great if I could meet my destined person one day. Am I living a good life now that I am different?"
"Just because you haven't met me yet, you can't understand my current mood... You don't understand..."
The most noble Goddess of Interpretation in the world has only insisted on one thing for hundreds of thousands of years, but she always failed to achieve her wish. Any strong woman always hopes to stand side by side with the one she loves. Faced with all difficulties, the goddess of interpretation often looks at the white figure next to her and laments the bumpy road of love.
In short, this is the story of two high-status gods falling in love.