Chi Xiaoduo is a single man who seeks after a high intrinsic quality of a person in love. At the age of twenty-six, his love history was still blank. In his endeavor to increase his experience, he met Xiang Cheng, who had come from the countryside and entered the big city in an awkward situation.
Chi Xiaoduo, a flop fish, was instantly subjugated by his lofty and handsome image and worshiped this man as a male god. After several encounters, he surprisingly discovered that this male god was not only extremely handsome but also had an unknown profession - an exorcist.
Right now, Chi Xiaoduo felt somewhat ruffled by the spring breeze of love.
Phoenixes drifted around the silent mountain ridges with their wings widespread, scattering glittering dust in their wake that spiraled towards the world.
The vastness of the universe flickered in the stars. Lying on the bamboo raft in Chi Xiaoduo's arms, Xiang Cheng, slowly opened his eyes.
"It's called homesickness." Xiang Cheng said. "If you don't see the world, you wouldn't think of returning."
A torrential downpour engulfed the city. The dark clouds in the sky were densely covered by hordes of yaomos running about in the dark night.
Chen Zhen holding the steering wheel with one hand, thoughtfully said to Chi Xiaoduo, "The living are passing travelers, the dead returned. To Heaven and Earth's journey, the eternal things: ancient and sorrow, turn to ashes.
It's spring once again, the air was filled with a furry of peach blossoms.
Chi Xiaoduo leaned on Xiang Cheng's chest and looked up at the clear blue sky.
"Frankly," Chi Xiaoduo earnestly said, "it’s not bad to be an exorcist .”
Xiang Cheng gave a genuine smile and said nothing. He held Chi Xiaoduo in hid arms, lowered his head, and kissed his hair.