The male protagonist's perspective: She is a variable from another time and space. When he was a child, she was an 80-year-old woman. She was arrogant and elegant in front of others, dignified and self-possessed, but behind her back she was rebellious, kind and lovely. The best time was probably when he squatted in the corner and squinted at her eating her favorite cakes and smiled. When he was dancing spoons, she became in her sixties. She pulled him out of the dead, and he lost his innocence. Burying the tears and the past in his heart, he thought that the whole world had given up on him, but he didn't expect that she had been standing behind him; and when he was weak, she was just in her prime, fell in love at first sight, and abandoned the worldly prejudices, and they were separated for several years; when they met again, he was already standing, and she was only in her prime. She looked innocent, but he held her tightly in his arms, wanting to press her into her bones and blood. The heroine's perspective: An accident happened to travel to ancient times, and the spiritual power that I was once proud of turned out to be leftover from the ancestors' play. The ancestors called it cultivating immortals. Pill? Talisman? Refining weapons? The ancestors really know how to play! If he just accepted a student, then why can't he just take off the plaster like a dog-skin plaster? It will be updated every three days if there is no accident, but if there is an accident. . . . Don't know when
Purpose: Cherish time
