I Have a Word to Praise Snow

The Fairy Lord asked me if I had ever seen a play? I said: "The Peony Pavilion, The Story of the Hosta... These unfashionable Southern operas, I know them by heart." The Immortal Lord asked: "Have you read The West Chamber?" I nodded in confusion and said, "I've seen it." "Little boy, let me give you an analogy." The fairy looked at me with a calculating look, and compared the words with his fingers in the air. "My disciple and that woman are Zhang Junrui and Cui Yingying in The West Chamber. They are destined to..." "Well, that's not right." Xian Jun stopped talking, paused for a while, and then said: "Anyway, you are not the protagonist of this anecdote. You are the supporting character in that human storybook." I lowered my head in loneliness and said nothing. … I have been to the human world for a while. My name is Jiang Yuruo, the fifteenth son of the Jiang family. When I was born, my father was over 10 years old and my brother was nearly 60 years old. When I grew up as a young man, others rumored that I had no desires and desires, but they contradicted themselves by saying that I was a lover. I don't know anything else. I only know that when I was thirty-three years old, I unexpectedly fell in love with a girl who was only sixteen years old. … After spring, I died in her arms. I don't know what I did wrong. Either she dies or I die in any life. … Before disappearing into ashes, I traced back my memories and the Immortal Lord's mottos - in the story of three people, I was the matchmaker. Concept: If you are not the protagonist, you are destined to be a cannon fodder and a tragedy.