Su Shang walked for a while, continuously touching her chest. Everything was normal, unnervingly so.
She thought she was also her enemy!
Suddenly, Su Shang's eyes widened, and her body began to tremble.
Wrong!
She rushed back, but it was too late.
Feng Zeyue, who had drunk the poisoned wine, was meticulously applying her makeup. Seeing Su Shang run back, she even smiled at her gently.
"You're here!"
Su Shang's steps grew heavy. The worst possible outcome had appeared before her.
"Why?" she asked in a low voice.
"Why what?" Feng Zeyue smiled playfully, as bright as when they first met.
"Xing Zhi, I actually don't regret it. I don't regret meeting you. Perhaps in the eyes of the world, we are not suited, perhaps others think you approached me with ulterior motives."
"But I know that's not true, because Xing Zhi is the best person in the world!"
"However, I will still be sad, and... hate you. So, I don't want to stay by your side anymore. I want to go find my father and mother."
Feng Zeyue lowered her brows, her expression sorrowful, blood trickling from the corners of her lips.
"I am very tired. If there is a next life, can you come sooner? Let you love me, no matter what you are like, I will not refuse you. Just, don't hurt me again."
Feng Zeyue's voice gradually weakened, and she finally fell backward, caught in the arms of the rushing Su Shang.
Su Shang gently kissed Feng Zeyue's forehead, her gaze tender and lingering. "Okay! Next time, it will be my turn. I will grandly tell everyone that among so many people in the world, I only love you."
But she, after all, broke her promise.
Su Shang had no great ambitions in life. In order to be with Feng Zeyue in the next life as soon as possible, she began preparing early.
She crafted a crystal sarcophagus large enough to hold two people.
She directly moved into the tomb that Prince An had built for her. After renovating it, she placed the crystal sarcophagus inside.
Su Shang lay down beside Feng Zeyue, kissed the cold back of the hand beside her, and calmly took the arsenic.
In the moment before death, she was still contemplating their next life. But after she died, she suddenly remembered her true identity.
She was merely a spirit, not a human, and could not reincarnate.
However, she had an opportunity to become a god, but all of this required transcending this world first.
Her experience and enlightenment gave her the chance to transcend, but gods did not need emotions.
This meant that the first thing she had to do to transcend was to sever her emotions and even discard her memories of being human.
These were her most precious memories, and she was naturally unwilling. But looking at the sleeping beauty, she hesitated.
Becoming a god might offer a slim chance of meeting her again, but if she didn't become a god, she was just a small spirit. At most, she would linger in this plane for a year before completely dissipating. No one in the world would even know that such a spirit had ever existed.
Let alone, to be with her.
Su Shang gazed deeply at Feng Zeyue, trying to touch her, but her hand passed through her face.
She was not annoyed, merely saying softly, "Goodnight!"
Goodnight, my beloved girl, when you wake again, I will surely be by your side.
Then, she stripped away her memories and emotions, transforming into a beautiful white orb, and finally hid within the crystal sarcophagus.
To prevent herself from completely forgetting the past, she set a restriction on herself: if she ever became a god, she must return to this place.
At this time, Su Shang never considered why becoming a god would require leaving this plane.
The reason was simple: the plane could not withstand the immense divine power of a god.
With her own resolute ferocity, she successfully fought her way through the ranks of deities, eventually becoming the only known god in the world, but... she had completely forgotten her initial obsession with becoming a god.
She stayed alone in the divine palace, maintaining the stability of the world, occasionally bestowing enlightenment upon suitable deities.
In the eyes of everyone, she was a high and mighty deity. She also knew that her mission was to protect the vast world, and all beings in existence were her subjects, regardless of their virtue or vice.
Her parents were this heaven and earth, so she worked diligently and conscientiously for billions of years.
But at some point, she grew weary of this life. Even those who strived to change their fate, whom she usually admired, no longer piqued her interest.
She felt that the entire world was filled with falsity and tedium. Her thoughts triggered changes throughout the world, and surging malevolent thoughts emerged in the vast world. Good people turned evil, and evil people became more ferocious.
Concurrently, natural disasters and man-made calamities erupted continuously.
The ordinary deities she had personally promoted were the first to notice this change. They collectively advised her, telling her about the beauty of all living beings.
But she had heard enough of these false words. She decided on the spot to personally experience the vast world.
Her mind was made up, and even with everyone's obstruction, she would do as she intended.
She personally wrote the fate books for her reincarnated selves or split souls. In each life, she would die from calamity, whether natural or man-made.
Even she did not know why she wrote these. Perhaps it was a notion etched into her soul, a desire for atonement, or something else. In any case, she simply wanted to experience such a fate.
After writing the fate books, she told the gods that when someone could break the ending she had written for herself, she would return.
With that, she sealed the fate books and descended to the mortal realm.
Much later, she realized that she had crossed countless mountains and rivers simply to find the person she had forgotten in the river of memory.
From birth, the destiny of all people was written in their fate books.
Her own ending was written by a god. How difficult it was to change!
Moreover, she had never intended for anyone to change her ending.
If the fate books could still be used, they could have influenced her reincarnated self by rewriting the lives of others. Now, they could only sigh in vain.
This reincarnation lasted for billions of years. Although her departure did not affect the normal operation of the world, the balance of the world was difficult to maintain without the supreme deity, and disasters were constantly increasing.
Therefore, the old man in black robes took a risk and smuggled a few people from other worlds, attempting to rewrite her fated ending.
He succeeded in part. Because the ending changed, she awakened some of her own consciousness and gained some human emotions. She voluntarily chose to seek out what she had lost, to rewrite her own predetermined ending.
Later, she gradually realized her true identity. Her self gradually revived, and past memories surfaced in her mind. Finally, she remembered everything.
Looking at the soul in her hand, the god's eyes gradually softened. After so much wandering and missing each other, she had finally found her.
From then on, she would never let go again.
Returning to the divine palace, the god did not even glance at her subordinates. She went straight to the divine pool, carefully placed the soul into the divine pool, and patiently awaited the birth of the new god.
After an unknown period, a sound finally came from the divine pool.
The long-awaiting god stood nervously before the divine pool, gazing at the white mist rising from it. Finally, it gradually took the form of a woman.
Flowers danced and wove into a colorful robe that covered the woman.
The woman's soft long hair cascaded around her ears. Her features gradually became clear. She stepped barefoot onto the shore, looked at the long-awaiting god, and smiled, asking, "Who are you?"
The god curved her lips into a smile and extended her hand to her. Her beautiful eyes were filled with stars, and she solemnly said, "I am your devout believer, and I will also be your future companion."
The maiden placed her hand in the god's palm and asked with a smile, "Hmm? But what if I don't remember?"
"It's alright. I can accompany you to recall slowly. Even if you can't remember, we can create new memories."
"Just kidding!" the maiden laughed, her eyes full of the triumph of a successful prank.
"Hmph! If it's too easy to get, A Yuan won't cherish it."
"No," the god kissed the maiden's palm, her gaze fervent and tender.
"I am yours, and I always will be. I swear by my godhood, by all that I am."
"Then, can I still be an older sister?" the maiden blinked playfully, with anticipation.
"Hmm~ I'll see how you behave."
The god gazed at the maiden's bright smile, her eyes deep, a smile on her lips.
Her maiden only needed to remember what she wanted her to remember. As for those unbearable, sad memories, there was no need for them to exist.
The moonlight was gentle, and there was plenty of time. Thank you all for accompanying me on this journey. See you again if fate allows!
The End