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She was a sacrifice who was pushed into the cold pool, but when she was about to die, she bumped into a shark that had lived for a thousand years. Shen Qingci never thought that the legendary man-eating monster at the bottom of the pool would brush her cheek with his cold fingertips, leaving behind a shark bead engraved with a charm: "Your life belongs to me." Returning to the capital, the conspiracy of the East Palace follows closely - the prince's pressing step by step, the suspicion of the sudden death of her biological mother, and the royal secret that the dragon-patterned jade piece cannot hide, all push her into the abyss. And that silver-blue figure always appears in the darkness: he is the Shark King Canglan at the bottom of the pool, her destined bond, and the most dangerous variable. "Don't trust anyone, including me." He once warned, but he blocked a fatal blow for her during the palace banquet. He said that he and her were just a "soul-fixing pearl" deal, but when the deep sea seal loosened, he held her hand to fight against the ancient sea monster. When the bloodline of the Dragon Clan awakens, and when the Millennium grudges of the Shark Clan are revealed, she realizes: This entanglement that started as a transaction has long become a life-and-death contract across races. He broke the shackles of the deep sea for her, and she dyed the flames of Beijing for him. Finally, under the moonlight of Suolong Pond, they entered into an unparalleled alliance between dragon and shark. --You see, the intrigues and mountains and seas in this world are not as good as you and me, from the beginning of the cold pool to the end of the years.

[Short story + complementary love between a cultural relic restorer and a tower demolition man] She is a "hands-on" person with a repair knife. She can't even see the cracks in the cultural relics. Even the glaze for repairing the porcelain has to be adjusted for three months. He is a "building demolition man" with a blaster. He can accurately calculate the collapse of an old building with an error of 0.1 Seconds, but he will secretly pick up a fragment of a house number as a bookmark. When they first met, she defended the wooden sculptures of the Republic of China and confronted him tit for tat. "What does someone who demolish a building know about integrity?" He retorted back with a cold face, "Keeping the dilapidated building is a blasphemy against time." The two of them are like two poles of a magnet, one glued together with the fragments of time, the other tearing down the past with his own hands. Even the smell of their bodies is incompatible. She is heavy with shellac and pine smoke ink, while he is cold with gunpowder smoke and anti-rust paint. Until the black market was attacked and she showed the blood stains to protect the Dunhuang fragments. He held the blasting controller in front of her, and the smell of gunpowder smoke mixed with the light of the silver lock around her neck, strangely blending together. When the old grudge between their ancestors turned against each other over a volume of the "Diamond Sutra" was revealed, they discovered that: what she kept was not "not broken", but to let time remember its original appearance; what he was looking for was not to tear down the "past", but to find a more stable destination for the things that should be left behind. Later, a "Time Restoration Museum" was built at the old site of Dechangli. The Song porcelain bowl she repaired and the fragments of the house number he left were placed side by side in the display cabinet. He knelt down on one knee and put a ring recast from broken silver locks on her hand: "I used to calculate the blasting angle, but now I want to calculate how much space should be left for your repair table in the future?"

[Psychological counselor VS business technology upstart + healing system + Tiantiantian] Qi Lin, an emotional anchor with nearly one million fans, has been live broadcasting for four years and specializes in treating various "love complications". However, in his profile, it clearly says: "If you don't believe in love, don't cue." Until late one night, a strange barrage broke into the live broadcast room-- I heard Nujiang calling me. He found Qi Lin's studio, smelling of gunpowder smoke and bloodshot eyes: "They say you can see what's deep in people's hearts." Qi Lin looked at this tough guy who had cutting-edge technology but was afraid of the dark, and tapped his fingertips on the table: "The consulting fee is 800 per time, and we will not accept a premium, let alone late-night 'harassment'." Later-- Gu Yanshen's chip was secretly filled with recordings of Qi Lin's live broadcast; In Qilin's fish tank, there was an extra goldfish with an injured tail fin, named "Yanshen"; When the turbulence of the Nu River collides with the calmness of the psychological counselor, when the weakness of the tough man confronts the cold anchor who does not believe in love-- "Didn't you say you don't believe in love?" "It's just an exception." Qi Lin lowered his head to avoid his gaze, but the tips of his ears quietly turned red.