He just broke up with his girlfriend and is already living with the devilish rich girl.

One hour later.

Special Administration Bureau, rooftop.

It was still dark.

The city lights stretched out in the distance like a broken galaxy, as if just waking from a long dream, still somewhat blurry.

Luo Yao and Li Muge stood side by side in the center of the rooftop, the distance between them just enough to accommodate all the unspoken understanding.

"Is it ready yet?" Li Muge asked, chewing on a blade of grass, glancing sideways at Luo Yao.

"These things can't be rushed."

Luo Yao, unusually, didn't argue with her; instead, she slowly moved her hands in the air.

Each trajectory trailed a pale golden afterglow, as if carefully stitching up the wounds of this world.

"So you're really planning to use his blood as an anchor point?"

Li Muge glanced at the outline of the fan floating beside Luo Yao's hand.

"He is the only suitable person," Luo Yao said.

"Ha, so your man is all-powerful, huh?"

Li Muge made a sarcastic remark, but still raised her right hand, a drop of bright red blood seeping from her fingertip, which she flicked into the still-unfinished door.

"Didn't you also offer yours quite readily?" Luo Yao's lips curled slightly.

"I was afraid that you two would create a little world along the way."

Li Muge snorted and began to rapidly form hand seals.

Both of them stopped fighting at the same time.

That "door" was completed.

It wasn't large, about two people tall, and the door was completely undecorated, like a solid mass of gray mist forcibly fixed in the void. Yet it stood there, quietly.

Bai Ziheng walked over from the other end of the rooftop.

He changed into clean clothes, tidied his hair, and treated his injuries, with only a little blood still showing on his collar.

He walked over and stopped in front of the door.

"Have you made up your mind?" Li Muge asked first.

"Mm." Bai Ziheng nodded.

"Just for that mirage demon?" Luo Yao turned her head, her gaze falling on his profile.

"It's not just for him." Bai Ziheng looked at the door, its gray shadow reflected in his eyes.

"And all of you."

The wind on the rooftop suddenly picked up.

"I'm not good with words."

He smiled, a very soft smile, as if mocking himself.

"I can't articulate any grand, lofty principles. But I know that if I don't go in today, I can still be here tomorrow, still look at the sky with you all, and still go home to eat the noodles my sister cooks."

"But inside..."

He raised his finger and pointed at the door, then lowered it again after a moment.

"More than 30,000 lives will continue to rot in the darkness, and countless 'Mirages,' countless Bai Zihengs, and countless Bai Qings will continue to repeat themselves over and over again in those erased mistakes."

He looked at the door, or perhaps at something very far away.

"So it's not for anyone else, nor to save anyone."

"If fate has ever given me a cup of water, I should at least use it to water some flowers."

"That's so sour." Luo Yao smiled, but turned her face away.

"Then I'll go." Bai Ziheng took a step.

"Xiao Heng!"

They turned around.

Bai Qing stood at the entrance to the rooftop, draped in gauze temporarily provided by the Special Administration Bureau's medical team. She still had makeup on, her eyes were red, but she was smiling.

Bai Ziheng looked at her and walked over.

"sister."

"How long are you going to be gone..." Bai Qing's voice was very soft, as if she was trying hard to keep it from breaking.

"have no idea."

Bai Ziheng answered honestly.

Have you eaten?

"Um."

"Did you bring water?"

"They gave it to me."

"There are no noodles or wontons that my sister cooks there..."

Bai Qing sniffed, her eyes crinkling into a smile, but it looked even worse than if she were crying.

Bai Ziheng also smiled.

He raised his hand and gently tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, just like when she used to wipe his face when they were little.

"Sister, I've been doing one thing all along," he said.

Bai Qing looked at him.

"It means becoming someone who can stand in front of you."

He spoke very slowly, as if afraid she hadn't heard him clearly.

"When we were little, you always carried me on your back, and later you always knelt down for me. You always stepped in front of me and shielded me from all the difficulties. I know that's just your personality, and you can't change it, and I don't expect you to change it."

"But, sister."

He held her hand; it was cool to the touch.

"This time, let me go first."

"I'm not leaving you; I'm going to pave the way, widen the sky, and cut away all the things that will hurt you at once."

"Then I'll come back."

Bai Qing's tears fell, but she was still smiling.

"Xiao Heng, do you think you're being very responsible by saying these things?"

"A little." Bai Ziheng smiled as well.

"Then go ahead."

Bai Qing used a lot of effort to say it, but her voice was so soft that only the two of them could hear it.

"Go on your way. Don't cry, sister. I'm not that pitiful."

She sniffed again and slapped away Bai Ziheng's hand that was holding hers.

"What kind of behavior is this, dragging your feet like that?"

Bai Ziheng gave her a deep look, then turned and walked towards the door.

Luo Yao was already waiting there.

Bai Ziheng turned back for one last look at Bai Qing and waved to her.

He laughed, pushed open the door, and walked in without looking back.

Behind the door was a pure white world.

There was no sky, no earth.

There is nothing that can be called an "object".

There was nothing there.

Everything is nothingness.

If I had to describe this feeling in words, it would probably be like being stuffed into a blank sheet of paper that hasn't been written on yet.

Bai Ziheng stood here, but he didn't feel like he was "standing".

He felt nothing, no weight, and couldn't even perceive whether time was flowing.

"This is the origin of this world."

"From today onwards, I will stay here."

His voice echoed in the void.

"Alone, forever alone."

"Until all the errors are fixed."

He closed his eyes, ready to begin.

Just then, a hand grasped his hand.

Bai Ziheng was startled.

He opened his eyes and saw Luo Yao standing in front of him.

Her face was smiling, her eyebrows and eyes curved, just like countless moments from the past.

"you……"

Bai Ziheng was stunned; all the resolve and tragic sentiment he had just cultivated were rendered useless.

"Why are you here?! Didn't I tell you, I'm alone..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

Luo Yao tiptoed and kissed his lips.

The kiss was light and slow, as if using this action to push his words back down his throat, one by one.

Then, she let go of him, tilting her head and smiling.

"Is this reason sufficient?"

Bai Ziheng looked at her for a long time, and finally smiled and nodded.

That's enough.

His voice was a little hoarse, but his eyes were full of tenderness.

"Hey, I said..."

A helpless voice echoed within his body.

"Can you two please be mindful of having a third person in your relationship?"

Li Muge, she was there too.

Bai Ziheng was speechless.

"You two..."

Luo Yao immediately frowned in disgust.

"Why are you here too?"

Don't get me wrong, I'm not interested in your man.

Li Muge's voice was full of frustration.

"He's just too comfortable living in that body, and he's reluctant to move it right now."

Luo Yao bit her lip, refraining from retorting.

"However, things would be much easier if she were here too."

Luo Yao paused for a moment, then spoke a rare word of fairness.

Bai Ziheng sighed helplessly, then smiled.

"Then... let's do it together."

He raised his hand and slowly drew a trajectory in the air.

"Thank you, Luo Yao, Mu Ge."

"Starting now."

"Starting from scratch."

"We will fix everything in this world."

After he said those words, the void in all directions began to tremble.

This is a tremor older than the upheavals of the world, originating from the very roots of the world, awakening from every nascent law.

"But you must understand." Bai Ziheng's voice grew clearer and more resolute in the pure white space.

"We are neither the creator gods nor the destroyers."

"We are the correctors."

Li Muge chuckled: "Gods aren't fun, being a repairman is much better."

Luo Yao laughed, "You should have become a repairman a long time ago, otherwise you'd be fighting and killing all the time."

Bai Ziheng continued, "This will take a very long time."

"So long that we might even forget our own names."

"He's so long that we can't even remember how to pronounce 'Bai Ziheng'."

"She's grown so much that Luo Yao has forgotten what strawberry cake tastes like."

"It's gotten so long that Li Muge has become rusty with all the swords."

"But we will always be here."

From the first stirring of all things to the first sunset of the world.

"From the sea to the land, to the first time mankind looked up at the sky."

"From kings striking bronze pillars to children writing their names on paper airplanes."

"We will all be here."

"Starting from scratch."

"Look at it, fix it."

All things begin to be conceived.

When the first ray of light was born between heaven and earth, Bai Ziheng sat on a rock that was cooling down.

Watching those primordial gases slowly coalesce into clouds.

Luo Yao fell asleep leaning against him.

Li Muge floated in mid-air, using a tree branch to write and draw in the void.

"Do you think this thing will grow up to be really ugly?" Li Muge suddenly asked.

"What is it?" Bai Ziheng asked.

"This world."

"No," Luo Yao answered with her eyes closed.

"With us here, with everyone here, even the ugliest thing can become beautiful."

At that time, they had no idea just how long the so-called "long" period would be.

They just watched, changed, and fixed.

Later, the time came when the Mirage Demon Clan was about to enter that cage.

This time they made it.

However, the timing of the action was half an hour too late.

The woman surnamed Lin from the Demon Suppression Division has already entered the dungeon.

"Damn it, that woman's going to go on a killing spree." Li Muge chewed on a blade of grass, still thinking about how to break in as quickly as possible.

Luo Yao grabbed her.

"They're here."

As expected, Director Lin did not draw his knife.

She stood in front of the group of mirages and suddenly lowered her hand.

She looked up at the crack in the dungeon ceiling, as if listening to something.

"What's wrong?" Bai Ziheng asked.

Luo Yao only said, "I stuffed some of my memories into it."

Those memories contain the mistakes she made due to her contempt, and the moment when she finally understood what "choice" meant.

Director Lin has finished reading it.

Then she turned and left, as if nothing had happened.

When the Special Administration Bureau pressed him for details, Director Lin only said one sentence:

"Rules... shouldn't always be right."

The Mirage Demon clan survived.

But humanity cannot accept their power, and fear and suspicion continue to spread.

Luo Yao forcefully suppressed it.

With just one sentence, she silenced all the forces involved.

"If even one member of the Mirage Demon Clan is wiped out, I will make half the sects of this land pay the price."

"This is what they owed you when they came before you."

From then on, the Mirage Demon Clan took root in the human world.

They are no longer imprisoned, no longer slaughtered.

And that child named Shenyi never witnessed the extermination of his clan again, nor did he bear the burden of 30,000 lives again.

He had just been born when the elder of the Mirage Demon clan held him, patting his back with a smile.

"Your name is Shenyi, right? One is the beginning of all things."

Luo Yao's immortal mountain still exists.

The mountain road is still so long, and there are still so many pilgrims.

The wind on the mountain is still cold.

The woman named Chunhua continued to follow that heavenly staircase, knocking on the mountain gates room by room, floor by floor, trying to pay homage to the so-called immortals.

This time, she didn't wait at the door until dark.

Luo Yao appeared in front of her.

The girl looked up and her eyes lit up when she saw Luo Yao, and she blurted out.

"Ah! A deity!"

Luo Yao stared at her for a long time.

This woman once traded her life for a voice in the world.

"This time," Luo Yao said softly, yet her voice fell clearly.

"You better live a good life too."

Chunhua was stunned for a moment, then her eyes crinkled with laughter:

"OK!"

Spring flowers bloom, autumn flowers fall.

Through the changing seasons, through the passing of cold and heat, through countless trials and tribulations.

Many, many years passed.

So many mountains have been moved, cities have been replaced, and even the people who once knelt before the mountain gate seeking an answer have become mere words in a few lines of a book.

The three of them finally stood on the roof of the Special Administration building once again.

But this building is completely different from what it used to be.

Everything around me had changed, as if it had been rearranged by some enormous hand.

The city has disappeared, or rather, it has been replaced by another world.

They stood on the rooftop, and neither of them spoke.

Some trance.

"Have we... stood like this before?"

Li Muge spoke first.

She was still young, but her eyes were as deep as if they had seen countless sunsets throughout the ages.

"I've stood here," Bai Ziheng said.

Luo Yao gazed into the distance, the wind ruffling her hair, and she suddenly chuckled:

"These things seem like they happened yesterday."

"It also seems like... tens of thousands of years have passed."

Bai Ziheng didn't answer. He looked down at his hands. They were still strong, but he didn't know what to grasp.

"We should go," he said.

The door reopened on the rooftop.

This time, it leads back to where they started.

Origin.

"If we don't leave now, we'll really forget we're home," Li Muge said with a laugh.

Bai Ziheng turned around and took one last look at the world that they had corrected.

Then, he turned and left.

One era after another fell back to its original place, and a new time, a new world, slowly covered the old reality, starting with their will.

The world fell silent for a moment.

Like turning the page of a very thick book.

Three years later.

Hengyao Charity Supermarket, Shuyang City.

The morning light fell on the several pots of lush green mint by the door.

The glass door was half open, and a breeze blew in from the back alley, making it cool and clean.

Inside the supermarket, Luo Yao was sitting behind the counter, resting her chin on one hand and idly scrolling through her phone with the other, a lollipop in her mouth.

Suddenly, she froze, then slowly lowered her head to look at her protruding belly.

"It moved." Luo Yao's eyes widened.

"What moved?" Bai Ziheng poked his head out from behind the shelf.

"child!"

Bai Ziheng put down the box of strawberry milk he was holding, took a few steps over, squatted down in front of Luo Yao, and put his ear to hers.

"What are you doing?" Luo Yao asked, a little embarrassed.

"Don't speak." Bai Ziheng held his breath.

Half a day later, he suddenly looked up, and his eyes were actually red:

"It really... moved."

"Why are you crying? You're crazy." Luo Yao laughed at him, but her own nose also felt sore.

"I'm going to be a dad," Bai Ziheng said.

"Nonsense." Luo Yao rolled her eyes.

Bai Qing came out of the dressing room, carrying a large stack of newly arrived aprons. Seeing this scene, she stood there watching, laughing so hard that tears were about to fall.

The cat suddenly appeared from behind, wearing electric cat ears, with a megaphone in one hand and a small ribbon in the other.

"Meow meow meow! Mother and baby section! Arrange it now, meow!"

Some more days passed.

On a sunny afternoon.

hospital.

Outside the operating room, Bai Qing, Zheng Xingguang, Xiao Hua, Mao You, Qing Yao, and Li Muge sat in a row.

Li Muge, dressed in a loose T-shirt and shorts with bare legs, sat cross-legged on a bench reading a book with a very long title, filled with words like "quantum" and "consciousness".

"Can you watch something else for a while?" Zheng Xingguang said.

"No, I'm giving my godson prenatal education."

Li Muge didn't even look up.

"How did you know it was a son?" Bai Qing asked.

"I could smell it," Li Muge said.

"You really think you're a dog."

Qingyao glanced at her.

Luo Yao's cries of pain echoed from the delivery room.

"I can't go on, I need to go in." Bai Ziheng stood up.

"Stop." Li Muge said without looking up.

"You've been to war before, don't act like it's a TV drama."

"But she's my wife." Bai Ziheng's eyes reddened, a rare occurrence for him.

"Your wife is much better than you."

Li Muge said.

"She's cursing you in her heart while she's in pain; if you go in, you'll only get cursed even worse."

As they were talking, a voice rang out from inside, strained with all its might:

"Bai Ziheng—you bastard—!!"

"See, I told you so."

Li Muge turned a page of the book.

A loud cry rang out.

Bai Ziheng ran inside.

Luo Yao lay on the delivery bed, her hair soaked with sweat, her face as white as paper.

But her eyes were bright as she looked at the tiny person being carried over by the nurse.

"Look, your dad's here," the nurse said with a smile.

Bai Ziheng immediately knelt down beside the bed.

He reached out his hands and carefully took the child from the nurse's arms.

At that moment, he was trembling all over, like a new recruit holding a weapon for the first time.

The child stopped crying and looked at him with his big, round eyes.

Bai Ziheng looked down at him, tears falling onto the swaddling clothes.

Three years.

From returning from the world of correction, to Luo Yao's pregnancy, and now.

He had never felt so ordinary, yet so lucky.

The child in his arms was so light that he couldn't bear to strain him.

But he could clearly sense that the child possessed a power that was not of this world.

It is not power, not law, and certainly not devouring.

That was the result of the convergence of the three great forces of this world, mixed with love, and a destiny that no longer wanted to be alone.

It's something new, something that's never existed before.

"What kind of person will he become..." Bai Ziheng murmured.

"I don't know." Luo Yao gently grasped his wrist, her smile weak yet beautiful. "But I know one thing—"

He must be happier than you and I were back then.

The baby sniffed, nestled its face against Bai Ziheng's chest, and fell peacefully asleep.

Bai Ziheng lowered his head and pressed his lips to his soft forehead hair.

Thinking to myself:

This time, I will definitely give you the softest part of this world.

Bai Qing stood by the door, covering her mouth, already sobbing uncontrollably.

She stepped forward and gently rested her head on her younger brother's back.

"Um."

"It seems like my sister can rest easy now."

Bai Ziheng paused for a moment, then smiled and handed the child in his arms towards her:

"Don't rush, sis, hug him first."

With tears in her eyes, Bai Qing took the little child from her arms.

She looked down for a while, and tears rolled down her cheeks again, but she couldn't stop smiling.

"Like you," she said.

"Like Luo Yao," Bai Ziheng said.

"Just like the two of you." Bai Qing stopped looking at them and only looked down at the child in her arms, a smile curving her lips.

Outside the window, the sunset painted the sky with a soft orange-red hue, bathing the entire town in its warm glow.

The wind chimes at the supermarket entrance rang in the wind.

"Welcome..."

A soft sound.

Someone was behind the door, and just then, they pushed the door open and entered. (End)