Yu Deng transmigrated into a book as a little fairy destined to burn herself up for the male lead, eventually becoming one of the dragon bones in his body.
Knowing she could return to her divine position once she finished the plot, she happily waited for the day her staged death would come.
After she transmigrated into the book, the System gave her only a few key details before going offline, so Yu Deng had to find the male lead herself.
In the abyss, she found a gloomy, taciturn dragon.
Yu Deng mistook Lin Jiansheng for the male lead and took meticulous care of him.
She broke off one of her own candle roots and clumsily made him a wheelchair that would never grow cold.
He was afraid of the cold and the dark, so she burned her wick to light the long nights for him.
Through countless long evenings, she was the one who led him along the way.
On the day she left the abyss, Yu Deng worried that the Demon Realm would be cold and her flame might go out.
Lin Jiansheng pulled out one of his protective scales and gave it to her. The scale turned into a beautiful red dress that protected her.
“Is this a wedding dress?” she asked, blinking.
Lin Jiansheng said nothing, but the tips of his ears turned red.
His dragon tail quietly wound around her waist. It was obvious he considered her his own.
Someone as wonderful as her ought to belong to him.
Later, when the System came back online, it told her she had found the wrong person.
On the day Yu Deng followed the plot and reforged the true male lead’s dragon bones, she deliberately sent Lin Jiansheng to a dangerous place to gather a healing immortal herb.
But she never imagined that, worried about her “injury,” Lin Jiansheng would return ahead of schedule.
As her consciousness faded, she clearly saw Lin Jiansheng rushing toward her like a madman, charging into the killing formation without a thought for his own life, a streak of bright red blood-tears at the corner of his eye.
But he was the only demon dragon in the world, and he had been born without tears.
That flash of red was the blood from his heart, forced forth by despair.
Yu Deng didn’t become a goddess until more than ten thousand years later, by which time the divine realm was in chaos.
They said a demon god was about to tear the Myriad Worlds apart, imprisoning the True Dragon God in eternal night and tormenting him day and night. The one thing he dared not touch was that dragon bone. He asked everyone he met:
Have you seen my little lamp?
She has a lovely smile, orange eyes, and loves wearing red.
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On the day Yu Deng reunited with him, it snowed in the divine realm.
He brushed the snow from her eyelashes, his eyes dark with obsession and madness.
“You love him so much that you’re willing to die for him?”
Frightened by his tone, Yu Deng tried to run, but his thick dragon tail had her wrapped tight.
[This time, he won’t let her escape, in heaven or on earth.]
Theme: Love
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