The God Who Descended to Earth Is a Little Thief

A short story about an ancient Zhou ruby ​​agate being stolen by a thousand-year-old cat thief. The girl hummed in a nonsensical way a idiom that is used in human weddings: "... Lift the hijab, choose the wedding scale, the bride is the toad spirit in the moon..." The young man suddenly leaned closer and pinned her to the stone wall with the smell of blood wrapped in the cold pine breath, "Do you think pretending to be crazy and acting stupid can make me soften? Shui Ruoxin, you never seem to understand what pain is." He pressed his fingertips on her heart, where there was a cinnabar mole, a scar left by the detached fairy tendon, "But now I understand." "Does it hurt?" The girl's eyebrows were filled with tears, and her body and mind were filled with emotions for a moment. She did not avoid it, but just met the young man's eyes directly... The identity of the heroine is mysterious, please see the text for details. Purpose: Cherish limited life and embrace life with a positive attitude