After a Two-Headed Snake Wrapped Around Me, It Kept Asking Who I Loved

A cultivation slacker over a thousand years old × a black, double-headed reticulated python

“Don't...”

Luo Buyan looks at the snake tail coiled around his leg and the two men standing before him, at a loss for words.

“A Yan, which one of us do you like more?”

“That's right, my baby~”

Luo Buyan is speechless. Aren't they both just him?

Luo Buyan had always thought he was simply a demon who had cultivated into an immortal, never guessing that the two of them had known each other for so long.

But why has he forgotten what happened in the past? Why has a portion of his memories vanished without a trace? Why is the other so obsessed with him?

When the first hints of memory return, the other clings to him, looking aggrieved and asking for a hug. Luo Buyan is stunned.