Bai Qiuran worked hard to become a god, but forgot a lot. He searched hard for cause and effect, but got a cruel answer.
Some people remember her, some people love her, some people sacrifice everything for her, but she has forgotten them all.
Oh, if the sky is sentimental, the sky will also grow old.
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Why is everything different from what she thought after ascending?
How does this look like what heaven should be like?
Why are these gods so secretive, as if they are hiding something from her?
No! I want to go back!
Bai Qiuran held her face and sighed bitterly...
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Bai Qiuran, a clever little fairy with a dark belly VS Ji Ruan, a gentle and affectionate lonely ghost
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"I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, why did you leave me?" Tears fell from Bai Qiuran's eyes and formed a thread, and there was boundless loss in her deep dark eyes.
She doesn't want to be a god, but she wants him!
"No, you must make me look up to you. That should be your return."
Ji Ruan's nonchalant tone and his gentle hand wiping her tears seemed like two time and space, two worlds, which alienated her from this world for a moment.
If life is just like the first time we met, why should the autumn wind draw a fan sadly?
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A bloody piece of writing, don't read it if you don't like it!
Intention: Asking what love is in the world, directly teaching people to agree in life and death.