A genuinely possessive, suspicious tyrant × a skeptical, aloof heroine who wants nothing but to go home (the heroine dies four times early on)
Nan Fengyan is a true tyrant: violent and unrestrained, wanting for nothing, and treating human lives as worthless.
He spent half his life alone. His father flew into a rage and killed his mother, and he endured constant abuse.
He understands neither affection nor love. Even his attachment to his mother wore away with each passing day.
That is, until Xu Xinlan appeared.
She is aloof yet kind, cunning yet sincere, blunt yet restrained.
No one loves him.
Except her.
She told him she had come for his sake.
He did not believe her.
And he hurt her again and again.
So she left.
Through the long years, he searched everywhere for a trace of her in the people around him.
No. No. None of them.
No one like her ever appeared again, and he could no longer feel her presence.
Why?
Why?
The tyrant who believed in neither gods nor Buddha crossed the desert barefoot for a woman, crawling on his knees step by step to beg before the desert shrine.
Like a mad dog, he lay sprawled outside the shrine, with not a single part of his body uninjured.
The wind howled, as if the days when Xu Xinlan was there had returned.
It had been only three short years, yet longing had already reduced him to a shadow of himself.
Blood and tears ran from the corners of his eyes. Nan Fengyan’s heart twisted with pain.
“Please, please give her back to me!”
It feels pretty good, the plot is gripping