Future self/past self, beautiful, strong and tragic setting, two female protagonists
Zi Qingyuan's road to becoming a god is as short as mushrooms after a spring rain, as if everything is traceable and destined long ago, but falling in love with someone is like a kite, uncontrollable, and suddenly falling in the embrace of the strong wind.
"We will have such a cute child!" "Of course!"
"Why is this!" "For the country, for the people!"
"The broken mirror of space, the reversed river of time, let me love her! I once squatted on the steps under the eaves in the rain and stroked the moss, and I once stood on the grass under the scorching sun tree to enjoy the breeze; I humbly lay on the bloody ground and begged the lover of my youth, and I sat on the throne proudly and despised the enemy of my youth! I understand what I need better than anyone else!!"
Intention: Times change and time passes like water
