[The current title differs greatly from the main storyline. The intended title is at the end of Chapter One. Please refer to the main text for the story.]
[Two male leads] [Both powerful] [Superpowers] [Mutual devotion] [Sweet romance?] [Mutual salvation] [All handmade]
An thought he could stay with Lu Buzhi forever.
To the outside world, he was a genius sword immortal, with fewer than ten people under heaven capable of defeating him. But around the always-expressionless man who stayed by his side, he was someone else entirely.
He had never imagined Lu Buzhi would kill him, but reality is often that melodramatic.
So, as he fell from the heavens, the person on his mind was still that ever-aloof man. "You promised we'd go to the amusement park..."
Lu Buzhi looked at the blood-soaked boy. For the first time, hesitation appeared in his indifferent golden eyes. I think... I killed with my own hands the boy whose eyes held nothing but me.
In the end, he chose between his plan and the boy.
Lu Buzhi remained conflicted until he finally asked the question that had been lingering in his heart.
"Why am I so important to you, An? Is it because I've been with you for four years?"
"No."
An rose onto his tiptoes and wrapped both arms around his neck. Their heads pressed close together, golden hair entwined with black.
"In the dark life I had after losing everything, you were the one who held me."
Lu Buzhi spoke hoarsely. "What if... all of that was fake?"
An lowered his head, leaned against Lu Buzhi's shoulder, and rubbed against it gently. "You're real,
I'll give myself a star; the author had a lot of fun writing it, although I don't know why nobody's reading it.