The first time A Ruo saw and heard of Bai Bai was on a snowy night.
She was kneeling at the foot of the long steps, covered in blood.
Everyone in the Immortal Sect passed by her, and no one stopped.
Only Wen Jibai lowered his eyes and glanced at her.
The man's white clothes were as white as the snow, and his brows were as quiet as a jade statue sitting on a high altar.
It is not stained by dust, and it does not cross sentient beings.
For a long time afterwards, A Ruo could not forget that look.
Peace, compassion, just out of reach.
Like a piece of snow falling from the sky.
But she happened to have delusions.
She wanted to see Wen Jibai get emotional.
I want to see such a person give birth to desires, partiality and obsession, I want to see him fall from the clouds into the mortal world, and never be the saint that the world calls him again.
So she approached him, deceived him, and disguised her sincerity as calculation.
She never thought that Wen Jibai would love her.
I never thought that such a high-ranking person would step down from the altar for someone.
——Later, heavy snow covered the mountain gate.
Wen Jibai stood at the end of the long steps, still dressed in white clothes that were spotless.
He looked at her for a long time and then asked softly:
"Aruo."
"Have you ever really loved me for a moment?"
Purpose: I wanted to buy sweet-scented osmanthus and drink it with me, but it turned out not to be the case. I was a young man traveling.