Old Rain and New Knowledge

Lin Shiyu × Shen Huaixin Appearance: Bohemian little goddess × innocent and harmless little narcissus Reality: The scheming and unfaithful person × the secretive black narcissus * "Twenty years later, the devil will be born, and the world will have no god to protect it." Sacrifice to the Demon King was her destiny as a goddess. Everyone said that the Jingfeng Goddess was the last person in the world who could become a god. No one knew that she had long been judged to be a natural lover who could not even practice the ruthless divine way. The story begins with a little Narcissus covered in blood. It is the goddess who cannot grow in cultivation who has found a ray of soul from the root of his dead spirit. Goddess is often not so cold that even the surrounding water vapor can freeze into ice as rumored. He was given medicine every day, and because he was afraid of suffering, he was asked to take a bite of candied fruit after taking the medicine. She gently held his body from behind and stuffed the candied fruit in her hand into his mouth. The pretty girl would blow into his ear, smile calmly and say: "Your Taoist heart is unstable." * "Little Narcissus." It's just a title, a title I haven't heard for many years. Shen Huai's eyes were filled with tears, and his withered heart kept beating. He crushed countless dead souls with his own hands, those were the people who had bullied them. "You say I love you, and I will forgive you, no matter what you have done." There was a hint of crying in his voice, like the confusion of a wronged child. The woman in front of her smiled softly, as brightly as when she first met her. "I love you." He waved his hand, and everyone disappeared before his eyes. "After all, he's just a puppet." Even though he was just a puppet he made to please himself, but it only had her face, he still couldn't bear to break her neck and kill her like the other puppets. "Lin Shiyu, the daffodils are blooming. You said that you would marry me when the time comes." Shen Huaixin said desperately, tears flowing down on their own, "Why... Why what you said doesn't count, why did you..." * Everything in the past began to become clear, and the red wedding dress made the two married. Little by little, he went back to the past, and his heart rate became slower and slower, just like the winter before he met her. "You are a goddess after all. Why, you can only cry now? When you failed me, did you ever shed a tear?" His voice was mixed with helpless sobs, just like a child's innocent question. "When you're done crying, come in and get married." Her ears were filled with the sound of wind and the screams of flying insects, and she heard people's desperate cries. Hell is too desolate, and her favorite daffodils cannot bloom, and the little narcissus in her heart cannot come. "When the flowers bloom, I will marry you." Only then will you know that daffodils can bloom in hell. Intention: Fight fate, redeem each other, and daffodils can bloom in hell.