Sa Xuegui, the flower of the high mountains of Shihai Research Institute, is a single dad.
He works diligently,
Never give up on finding a mother for your child,
He knows that the identity of his child's mother is very unusual…
But it has never been there,
He actually picked up a little god.
"If I make a wish to the gods - can she hear it?" Sa Xuegui gently held the broken hair of the person in front of her with a thoughtful expression.
I saw that the little god smiled unscrupulously, completely unlike a god respected by thousands of people:
"Just tell me, this goddess can grant one of your wishes."
"I want to marry you."
What Sa Xuegui did not say was: I want to follow your guidance for the rest of my life.
After all, that's too gross.
Mother Shan Sangzhuo fell in love at first sight with a technology tycoon.
Unexpectedly, a little glutinous rice dumpling called herself "Mom" in front of everyone.
Sang Zhuo's face turned pale, and she lamented that her innocence might not be guaranteed.
But I don't want the big tech guy to kneel down on one knee.
Confess affectionately to Sang Zhuo: "The child is indeed yours and mine. Is there any problem?"
People pay respect to gods simply because gods can fulfill their wishes.
And when the gods fall from the altar——
The world fears, forgets, and betrays Sang Zhuo.
Only Sa Xue returned home regardless of the wind and snow,
He quietly approached her and embraced her,
Warmly comforting: "Because you have been broken, you are more complete."
She immediately stopped crying and stopped showing her teeth and claws:
"You're finally here."
Clear eyes.
Sang Zhuo: God of healing
Sa Xuegui: The high priest of the ascetic and gentle scum.
Intention: Per ardua ad astra.