Thousands of years ago, Mo Bei killed the goddess of heaven with his own hands for the sake of peace in the four realms. The whole world celebrated. Everyone was condemning the goddess who fell from the altar, but Mo Bei locked himself in the temple and stayed up all night.
Everyone didn't know that Mo Bei paid attention to a trace of the goddess's soul and spent thousands of years just for the goddess to return to the heaven and no longer suffer, and he was willing to pay any price for it.
"The scattered grass and trees are afraid of the beauty's twilight. From now on, you will be called Mu Chi, okay?"
They were bound by each other for several generations, but their love was deep and their relationship was shallow. Mo Bei cut off their marriage line with his own hands, and he didn't want Mu Chi to know even half of what he had endured.
"Mo Bei, you are still the same as before. Then why did you give me Mu Bei? Is it just to hide my identity and prevent them from knowing that I am the goddess who wants to subvert the heaven!"
Mo Bei's eyes were filled with tears, and he didn't even give an explanation.
"Achi, if there is an afterlife, I don't want you to meet me again."
Intention: The greatest suffering in the world is not being able to love
