I am an ordinary willow tree demon. My weak spiritual power makes me almost the same as ordinary people, so I came to Qifu to work and earn candy for myself!
They all prefer the eldest son Qi Lang, who is as bright as the little sun, but I only want to gaze at the obscure moon-Qi Zhao for a long time.
During the three or four years I spent as a maid in the Qi Mansion, thanks to his openness and my curiosity, I was extremely lucky to interpret a few things, which made me even more eager to get to know this little adult. Maybe, I will stay with him for a long time...
Qifu is gone...
I was only gone for half a month, but when I came back, earth-shaking changes happened. I tried my best to find my little moon among the ruins.
There is no more young master Qi Zhao and maid Liu Yan in the world, only a pair of siblings who depend on each other in Chunlai Mountain.
"I study just to buy candy for my sister."
"I can't hear in my left ear, but I don't mind it, so it doesn't matter."
"Without Sister, I would have died somewhere no one knows."
"I want to live with my sister in Chunlaishan for the rest of my life,"
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Such a silly Azhao, how can I... Leave with peace of mind?
Ah Zhao, Ah Zhao, I just... Can't hold on any longer.
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I woke up in a simple but neat house, feeling at a loss. I only knew that I was a willow tree demon and I was looking for someone.
But where is he? Where is this?
When I saw a person, my heart suddenly became calm.
I knew right away that the person I was waiting for had arrived.
He said the person he was waiting for had also arrived.
[At first I was just curious as to why he was still gentle and gentle even though he was injured.
Later, it was discovered that just like us, the injured place on the willow tree will grow into a harder scar, and the same is true for the little man. The injured place will have armor.
Later, I became his sister and lived in Chunlai Mountain, which I loved. Unknowingly, his shadow was everywhere in my life. I didn't understand what this meant. I wanted to ask Azhao, he knew everything.
I said, don't be afraid, but Azhao was still crying, crying heartbreakingly.
This time the injury seemed to have no scab, so no armor could grow.
Later, Azhao held me in his arms and said, scabs formed.
Intention: You can only rely on yourself to get out of a desperate situation, and I will provide you with a buffer with love.