Younger man, innocent, aloof, amnesiac beauty of a god as the recipient x shameless, flirtatious, roguish, tragic ghost as the pursuer
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[The main story is told in third person]
Yun Zhibai's Little Diary 1:
I am Siming, a god above the nine heavens. My daily job is to watch over the fate charts of the mortal world.
Fuxi says this is the Heavenly Dao, and the Heavenly Dao must not collapse.
But actually, it's just a huge stone disc, and it has five cracks in it.
They say that fifteen years ago, some fool who overestimated himself broke the Heavenly Dao, changing the fates of five poor mortals because of those five cracks.
The gods were deeply grieved. The Heavenly Dao had collapsed and fate was in chaos. It was truly a disaster.
They say the fool was once one of my subordinates. He is completely dead, without even a body left, and has fallen into the Eighteenth Hell, never to be reincarnated.
But I don't remember any of that. The Heavenly Dao collapsed, and I lost my memory.
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Yun Zhibai's Little Diary 2:
I've been troubled lately because a penniless ghost keeps following me around.
I came to the mortal world to find the five people whose fates were changed back then. This ghost, Jing Tang, follows me every day, mooching off my food and lodging. He doesn't have a single coin to his name.
He's a handsome penniless ghost, and he looks rather dashing with his black umbrella, but I still can't stand him.
He keeps giving me shameless smiles. During the day, he likes to touch my face, and at night he even wants to warm my bed with his cold body.
Despicable and shameless. I wish he'd hurry up and get lost.
One day, Jing Tang found Yun Zhibai's Little Diary (rolling around shamelessly in a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree spin): I'm mooching off my wife's food, spending my wife's money, touching my wife's face, and sleeping in my wife's bed. I did nothing wrong. I'm not leaving!
Jing Tang's life motto: A wife with amnesia is still a wife. A ghost who doesn't live off his wife isn't a good ghost.
"I've been a god of the nine heavens and a wandering ghost. I refuse to believe the Heavenly Dao is just a huge stone disc. I wandered the mortal world for fifteen years, asking the mountains and rivers, the sun and moon, the changing seasons: What is the Heavenly Dao?"
"The mountains and rivers answered me, and so did the sun, moon, and seasons: Everyone is the Heavenly Dao."
"And my Heavenly Dao... is you."
"Fuxi's Heavenly Dao wronged me, so I turned against it. But you are the one thing in this life I must never betray."
P.S.
1. The blurb is just a playful little preview. Treat it like a skit. The main story is serious, and it's told in third person from the recipient's perspective.
2. This is a series of connected stories. The plots for each part aren't decided yet. I'll add short introductions once they are.
3. The world and its background are entirely original. Please don't nitpick the details.
4. One-on-one romance, happy ending. The two leads were already together before the recipient lost his memory, and he will remember everything later.
5. The pursuer really is a ghost. He's dead and won't come back to life, though he does have a physical body. Don't read if that bothers you.
Theme: Uphold materialism, reject divine creation, and take control of your own destiny