Three Thousand Motes of Dust

In the three thousand worlds, no one is not a speck of dust. Some people are on the outside but are watched from behind by others, and some people are far away from the world of mortals but are trapped in it. Qianqiu doesn't know what the misery in the world feels like, and Qianxi doesn't know what the beauty in the world feels like, but this is what gave birth to them. The two of them were born and raised by nature. They are neither gods nor immortals. They are different from demons. They just mix in and out of the six realms. He watched the joys and sorrows of the world with cold eyes, and tasted his own sorrows, joys, and resentments indifferently... Intention: Some things will always happen, so you might as well deal with them calmly.