His clothes were fluttering, and he was the god that even the breeze loved. Sister Hua once warned me not to like the Lord God no matter what. Later, I really never had a crush on him until my death.
Things in the world are unpredictable, and my life should not be cut off. When we met again, I was no longer his disciple Jiang Chuchu, but he seemed to like me.
The gears of fate turned and turned, and in the end, he and I could only be described as .
Intention: Let go of your obsession and live a good life.