The night before I died together with the villain, God Yunji and I sat on the edge of the cliff in the Demon Realm and looked at the moon.
I asked him seriously: "As a god, since you can sacrifice for the sake of the common people, why can't I? Do you look down on me?"
His side face looked very beautiful in the moonlight. I thought that since I had let go of him, I should speak more arrogantly, "Would you like to make a bet? If the time comes that I have to sacrifice, I will definitely die in front of you."
Unexpectedly, he almost threw me off the roof.
At the moment when my soul was gone, I took one last look at the moon in the sky.
Before this glance, I always thought that liking someone was no different from liking flowers, flowing clouds, and shining stars.
Only after this glance did I realize: Even though I love thousands of flowers, countless clouds, and stars all over the sky, my beloved moon has only one moon.
The obedient left-behind junior sister VS the cold and infatuated god boy
Not chasing his wife is also a crematorium.
Intention: to remain unchanged in response to ever-changing changes