Sa Zongyou has a breathtaking face - "unique" gives him an enchanting outline, blond hair and blue eyes, so beautiful that he is almost inhuman. But no one knows that the deepest obsession in his heart is a long-dead monk.
That man once wore plain clothes and had picturesque features, but he passed away quietly in his youngest years. Sa Zongyou searched ancient books like crazy, and finally found the forbidden technique: using blood as a mediator, reversing time and space, and forcibly summoning the "past" of the dead soul into the present world.
However, something went wrong with the technique - what he summoned was not the adult monk, but the other person's ten-year-old child body.
Little Qiu Ling is dressed in a splendid warm robe and has a golden bell on his wrist. He is ignorant and naive, and he is a "golden branch and jade leaf" who was raised in a pampered way. He had no idea that he would be clinging to Qingdeng in the future, and he didn't even know that this beautiful madman in front of him, who was holding his wrist tightly, would be a disaster in his life.
What's even more cruel is that due to the implication of the magic, all the people in the little monk's original world who loved him disappeared collectively. He was abandoned in the deserted temple, subjected to all kinds of humiliation, and eventually grew into the silent monk in Sa Zongyou's memory.
"Do you hate me?" Sa Zongyou stroked the soft top of the young monk's hair, with twisted tenderness in his eyes, "But only in this way... You will always have me in your future."
——I take over your time just to rewrite our future.
Intention: Let nature take its course(?)