That's not love.

It is a kind of satisfaction that comes from a lack of love in one's heart.

Her parents' busyness and neglect made her not know how to be loved or how to love others. She only realized it now.

It’s a pity that the person she likes doesn’t like her.

"Miss Wenren, please help me get a portion of pudding."

The pleasant male voice, like the sound of knocking on gold and jade, was polite yet distant. Even though they had been together for almost a month, Ying Jue was still only slightly more polite to her than a stranger.

This made Wenren Yinya extremely frustrated, and her heart seemed to be filled with the bitterness of unrequited love.

But as she watched the young man taste the pudding gracefully, his beautiful eyes narrowed in pleasure, she felt strangely comforted again.

She thought that perhaps she should be content to just look up at his dazzling figure and stay by his side for the rest of her life.

However, the current Wenren Yinya would not understand——

You can’t meet anyone too amazing when you are young.

Otherwise you will miss it for the rest of your life.

For the next three days, the two continued to get along with each other in this polite and courteous manner.

Occasionally, Wenren Yinya would take the initiative to talk about some topics, but Ying Jue's attitude remained indifferent and distant.

Only when talking about his family does his face reveal a rare tenderness.

The tenderness of the melting ice and snow and the moonlight couldn't help but make her greedy.

If only he were this special to her.

Even if it's just a little bit.

She would be ecstatic too.

But she knew that this was ultimately a delusion.

How could a cold and aloof immortal who had renounced all emotions and desires be tainted by the mundane world for a mere mortal?

He will always be the unreachable bright moon above the nine heavens.

A month after Wenren Yinya arrived in Daqin, the blurry vision and faint calls in her ears made her feel that she might have to go back.

At this moment, even though she was reluctant and had countless regrets, she could do nothing about it.

She suppressed the intense feeling of fainting, stared stubbornly at the immortal young man with a beautiful appearance, and called out his name for the first time.

"Ying Jue...Are we friends?"

The woman did not hide the strong love in her eyes, which was as hot and pure as magma, as if it could melt the ice that had been frozen for thousands of years.

But Ying Jue remained unmoved and just smiled faintly.

He stretched out his hand, which was as bony as jade, and handed her an exquisite silver Rubik's Cube. His voice was as clear as spring water, and it contained only sincere blessings for his friend.

"Yinya, see you again if we're lucky."

Wenren Yinya held the magic cube tightly, greedily absorbing his remaining body temperature, as if she had finally received a little favor from the gods.

In the last moment, a crystal tear slid across the corner of her eye and she murmured softly.

"Goodbye, Ying Jue."

Fifty years later.

A research institute in China.

The white-haired Wenren Yinya was lying in the holographic chamber. When she opened her eyes again, a familiar white figure came into view.

The next moment, a cold male voice like the knocking of jade sounded, instantly making her burst into tears.

"Old friend, how are you?"