Jiang Wenying lived in Jinxiu Nest when he was young, until a fire pushed him into the snow.
But he didn't hate the fire.
There were 900 long steps on the road to the south. At that time, Chi Su held him in his arms and walked through it for the first time.
It was a very, very cold winter.
They walked from the fire into the snow. Enter all the ordinary years in the next ten years or even the rest of my long life.
He could only vividly remember the overwhelming fire when the two first met.
He was trapped in the fire, with smoke everywhere. He covered his mouth and nose and retreated to a corner, unable to even cry.
Just when he was completely desperate, Chi Su, dressed in white, seemed to fall from the sky and rescued him.
At that time, he only thought that it was possible that a deity had descended to earth.
The person in front of me was so handsome and clean, like ice that would not be melted by the fire of this world.
It wasn't until the fire burned out and Chi Su turned to leave that Jiang Wenying summoned up all his courage and gently grabbed the corner of Chi Su's clothes.
He didn't quite understand what he was thinking at that time, so he slowly asked in a soft and hoarse voice: "Am I nothing?"
"... Brother Immortal."
Chi Su is soft-hearted. He was stunned for a long time. Finally, a warm, slender and beautiful hand took him and replied:
"No."
Those hands, as cool as jade, held the dirty and hot palms.
He especially remembered his robe sleeves that were burnt black by the fire, and his heart that was scalded with blood by the boiling water.
Jiang Wenying chased his back for ten years.
Good at pretending to be a good disciple × cold and gentle master
Jiang Wenying×Chi Su
Intention: Let one's life be spent in the misty rain.