The Silence of Gods and the Floating Life of Dreams Volume 1

"You're not mute, and you're also named Du'er. I don't want you to be mute. If that's the case, I'll call you Momo." At this time, right in front of her eyes, someone came riding the wind. At the moment when the mist was everywhere, Mo Ya'er saw the man in white clothes and snow, stepping on the mist and falling gracefully to the ground. Mo Ya'er's heart skipped a beat, and she slowly got closer. She saw the man's features were like a painting, and his face was like a painting. Crown jade, lips close together, beautiful lip lines, but slightly cool, cold to the bone, the wind blows, his ink-like black hair brushes past the cool and thin lips, his heart beats silently, in the mist of flowers like rain, his clothes are fluttering, like a fairy, pure and refined. "Are you an immortal?" "No." "So are you human?" "No." "Are you a monster?" "No." "Then what are you?" "I... Don't know." "Since you are no longer a person in this mortal world and have nothing to do with this worldly affairs, I will give you the title of Tumi. Even if all the flowers have bloomed, I hope you will not want Tumi." "From now on, your name will be Mo Tumi." "Come back to Lingshan with me, and I'll marry you." "At that time, you said you would marry me when I grew up, and I believed you. But before I grew up, you married someone else." "You asked me to take your memory and stay here at the Wangchuan River waiting for you to come to me. However, I have been waiting for you for tens of thousands of years, but you have never come. Now, you are here, but I am dying..." "You never believe me. She saved you, so you just believe her whatever she says."