I have been with Yan Shuqing for hundreds of years, and everyone in the entire fairyland knows that I talk about the shadow of the sun and treat him like a guest with the music of the piano and the harp.
I accompanied him from boyhood to youth, from nothing to a millionaire.
He has always been indifferent, but I feel that he always treats me differently. There is always a forbearing tenderness in his eyes when he looks at me.
I didn't understand it at first, until one day he brought back a girl named Bai Yueguang who was exactly like me... No, she was sixty-six percent like me.
I was shocked, and I confronted him, "You didn't marry me because I look like her, right?"
He didn't speak, and I got the answer from his silence.
He would make her laugh and worry all night long because she was unhappy. But when I vomited blood because I went crazy, he never even bothered to do anything about it.
Later, I finally understood that the past hundred years of dedication and companionship were of great importance in my heart, but in his eyes they were worthless and nothing more than a joke.
On that day, there was a thunderous thunder in the sky, and he asked the gods to protect him for the seriously injured Bai Yueguang. The demons in my heart were so strong that I jumped down from the Phoenix Platform.
In fact, the saddest thing is never that you can't make white moonlight, but that you know that white moonlight exists, but you still worry about that smear of mosquito blood.
But in fact, I am used to being proud, and I don't want to be like this.
So I jumped decisively, without hesitation or looking back, nor did I see Yan Shuqing's figure running madly towards him in the snowflakes in the sky and his eyes that were shattered into pieces.
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After feigning death and escaping, I returned to the human world and continued to live my happy life in the mundane fireworks.
Later, I heard that the supreme Lord Qinglian knelt down in front of the grave of his late wife and his hair turned gray all night long. I also heard that Lord Qinglian was crazy about weaving dream brocades to block her soul. I also heard that Lord Qinglian missed her to the point of being driven to the bone and went crazy.
But I had long forgotten the deep-rooted hurt and humiliation. When I heard this, I just smiled and toasted a glass of turbid wine to the horizon.
Then I took the little new love I just met in the human world and went to play.
Demining:
1. Written in the third person, Bai Yueguang's stand-in joke, chasing his wife in the crematorium, including amnesia, mistaken identity, terminal illness and other bloody plots.
2. HE, the male protagonist Yan Shuqing.
3. The heroine doesn't drag her, she can't slap her in the face, she's very silly, and she's a real treasure.
4. I can't think of other possible surprises.
Posted on August 19, 2021, with screenshots on Weibo.
Intention: Learn to love yourself, and then love the world.