Zhou Xing was resurrected; he returned to his childhood self and became an infant as blank as a sheet of paper.

Fengguang only had sixteen years left. She stayed at Wuqiu Temple, watching Zhou Xing grow up slowly. When Zhou Xing was about to turn sixteen, she chose to leave quietly alone.

Later, in an unknown small town, a handsome young man carrying a baby girl settled in an old house. Some said they were father and daughter, others said they were brother and sister... In any case, the speculation was that they were related by blood. But fifteen years later, the grown-up girl used a packet of aphrodisiac to sleep with this man.

Fifteen-year-old Feng Guang had always liked the man who had accompanied her as she grew up. She did indeed feel that he liked her, but he was always aloof towards her... She couldn't take it anymore, so she simply used a packet of aphrodisiac on him. Of course, someone as cunning as him could never be drugged, so Feng Guang fed herself the packet of drug. As expected, when she felt unbearable and said she wanted to find other men, he couldn't resist and reluctantly chose to sleep with her.

However, Zhou Xing did not say he would marry her as she had imagined. He even chose to leave alone. Feng Guang searched for him for a very long time before finally finding him through Yi Fu's tip. By then, he was already dead.

Sixteen is a significant number. In this year, she will regain all her memories; in this year, it will also be his death; in this year, it will also be the beginning of a new cycle.

Zhou Xing once again became an innocent child, just like the first time. She transformed into his maid, diligently accompanying him as he grew up. However, history always repeats itself; a packet of aphrodisiac powder led her to sleep with him.

Zhou Xing, who had just turned fifteen, lay down beside her and laughed, "I don't like the way Fengguang is so aloof."

Feng Guang clutched the blanket without saying a word. She gritted her teeth, deeply feeling that the well-behaved child she had watched grow up had become a heartless ingrate.

Zhou Xing kissed her forehead and said with great pleasure, "Fengguang, I want to marry you."

But on the very day of her wedding, she ran away.

When Zhou Xing found her at a farm, her belly was already quite large. A few months later, Xiaoxiao was born, and soon after, she faced death again.

The flood of memories almost drove Zhou Xing to madness. He wanted to end this vicious cycle completely. He just wanted to live a glorious life. But Master Wuqiu seemed to have vanished into thin air. So Zhou Xing killed many, many people in order to force Wuqiu to show himself. But he spent four years and only found Master Wuqiu's tombstone. Even a highly accomplished Taoist master cannot escape death.

“Father…” Four-year-old Xiaoxiao nervously grabbed the hand of the man standing in front of the tombstone. She saw her father’s black hair turn white in an instant.

Zhou Xing coldly withdrew his hand, raised his hand to his forehead, casting a shadow over his eyes. After a long while, he smiled.

He recalled the story Feng Guang had once told him: "The man died, and the woman brought him back to life, but the price was half of her own lifespan. Moreover, she could only bring him back to his childhood. He would only be able to remember their past when he grew up. As a result, when he remembered and returned, she had already died, so he brought her back to life in the same way."