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Ruoxuan's memory is only ten years. Counting from the day he woke up under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in Dingqiu Town. He doesn't know who his parents are, where he comes from, and why his talent for government work is getting worse and worse. He only knew one thing: the people he wanted to protect were dying in front of him one after another. Grandma was killed by a madman who massacred the city. He didn't catch up. The brother was pierced by the enemy's sword. He caught it, but missed. Then a woman found him. She said she had been waiting for him for ten thousand years. She said she created this world and he was the only one who came close to saving it. Ruoxuan didn't believe it. But the way she looked at him was like looking at someone who had already died once. But this time, she still wanted to die for him. Ruoxuan said: "No." When he said this, he finally remembered who he was.