The resurrection of a Confucian saint from the dead is a matter worthy of celebration. However, as a person involved, he can't remember anything else except his name and identity. It is really embarrassing to face so many relatives and friends.
Just started to contact
Yuli Jing: Great, the Confucian sect has one more thug, ah no, there is one more helper.
Mo Qingchi: I feel like the words 'Confucian Saint' are a burden that I can't get rid of.
Sui Wuduan: Shengsi, I'm so happy to see you again.
Mo Qingchi: Huh? Don't cry. I hate seeing people cry the most.
After a period of contact
Knowing that Yuli Jing is troubled by his life experience.
Mo Qingchi: Li Jing, although we can't choose our fathers, we can choose our lives. Ghost Qi Lord, you can just be a floating cloud in the sky, blow it away, and it will disperse.
Knowing that there is no reason and joy can go far away.
Mo Qingchi: It's unreasonable. I'm not against you making friends, but why do you end up making friends with scheming guys? (I feel like I'm included in this)
ps: The copywriting was thought up early on, and it will be slightly different from the main content. I didn't want to think about it any more, so I just used it.
Pps: Due to the content of the story, some characters may be OOC. If you mind, please avoid it.
Ppps: Regarding the cp, it is tentatively named Yu Li Jing. Others will not be replaced. At most, there will be no cp.
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Purpose: The place where I feel at ease is my hometown