He died on a snowy night, waiting for someone to return
I remember that the first image I had of him was of white hair in gauze clothes, with the wind rising from his forehead, coming in the wind, like... A god flying in the sky.
"Are you a god?"
"Fairy?" He smiled, it was so beautiful
"My child, can you go back with me and go back to my home? It will also be your home from now on." He gave me a home. This was the first time someone told me that you have a home.
"The wind is like a willow, and the phoenix is like a state. Just call it Feng Yi."
He doesn't like human food, but he only loves lotus cake. However, lotus cake only uses the first drop of dew in the morning. So I get up early every day to make it for him. I worship him as my teacher and fulfill my responsibilities as a disciple.
"Today's lotus cake is particularly fragrant. How long have you been making it?"
"Soon, everything will be worth it for Master." Even if it means my life, I can give it to you.
The gentle and delicate little master VS the passionate and doting master's apprentice
Attack and acceptance to be determined
Concept: Lotus cake also belongs to human food. It comes out of mud but is also stained with dust.