[Younger seme | Flamboyant general x Cool, aloof judge | Equally matched]
Xie Wuyou died, and his ledger of merit was pitch-black. All the underworld officials agreed that he must be an evil ghost.
The bad news: The underworld officials forced him to drink Meng Po’s Soup, and he was about to be sent to Hell to suffer.
The good news: Someone stopped them.
Chief Judge Jingzhou read through the entire case file, growing more and more suspicious. There wasn’t even any merit for defending the country. Where could an eighteen-year-old boy have killed more than three thousand people?
Something was wrong with this case.
Xie Wuyou sat down on the floor and looked at him with a cheeky grin. “I’ve already drunk Meng Po’s Soup, and now you’re telling me this?”
--
And so, an amnesiac evil ghost was forced to return to the human world with the newly appointed judge to investigate the case. He hoped he might remember something and get his conviction overturned sooner. Perhaps he was simply lucky, because on his very first day, he discovered that he had once been a celebrated general, yet not a single word of merit had been recorded in his ledger.
Clearly, someone had stolen his merit points.
Xie Wuyou lay half-reclined on the bed, smiling lazily at him. “Look, my lord. I’m a great guy.”
Jingzhou avoided his smile and replied coolly, “Don’t flatter yourself. We haven’t figured out what happened yet.”
Xie Wuyou said, “But you’re here, my lord. You’ll make sure I get my merit points back, right?”
--
On their last day in the human world, the wind lingered on the window frame, and candlelight flickered. Xie Wuyou sat on the edge of the bed, running a finger around the rim of his wine cup.
Xie Wuyou said, “I don’t want the merit points anymore.”
Jingzhou thought he’d misheard. “What kind of nonsense are you talking? You should be a general with outstanding merit. You deserve the best possible ending.”
Xie Wuyou didn’t answer. Instead, he suddenly reached out, pulled Jingzhou close, and kissed him, wine on his breath.
After a long while, he murmured, “Stop pretending. You remember me.”
We’ve known each other for a long time, ever since those blood-soaked years in the human world.
Reading Guide:
1. Dual timelines, past and present. One-on-one romance, mutual devotion, happy ending.
2. Since the story follows the seme’s search for his memories, it’s told from his perspective. The author isn’t fixated on any particular trope; the story comes first.
3. This novel contains a lot of flashbacks.
Theme: Good and evil are proven by the human heart.
I saw this book recommended by someone, and I didn't expect the teacher to be so good at writing it. It's super nice. Congratulations to the two little bitter melons for cultivating good fruits, and a Mid-Autumn Festival reunion. 🙏 Teacher, I really want to read Sister Cheng Ning's story! I wonder if the teacher will open a separate book 🙏
This is my first time commenting in Jinjiang. I finally found the comment button!! I finished reading it in one day while I was busy at work. I love our Cheng Mu and Xie Wuyou so much... The text has a very cinematic feel ~ it looks very smooth!! 🙏 It's really a heart-wrenching and clever story!! Only three hundred thousand words and ten days on earth can be described so eloquently!! Now this collection is completely disappointing. The quality of this book should at least exceed 10,000!! Author, I love you so much!
Every character is flesh and blood. This is the most comment I have ever made. I feel like following them I am experiencing the cruelty of war, the love and friendship between people, sticking to my heart, being happy for them, and crying for them. I feel like this article brought by the author! It's so beautiful!
The writing is very good. In just a few sentences, the weight of the joint volume is described.
After giving birth, we kissed and hugged each other, and today I am the happiest person 🥺
So pretty. . . Author, you are good at writing😱😱😱The best article I have read this yearwww
Teacher, teacher, why am I still crying in the extra episode?
Inexplicably, I am very worried about how much pasta I can still eat 🥺 I feel like a lot of regrets have been wiped out. Although the two of them ended in tragedy in their previous life, fortunately it ended like this. Just like that bowl of noodles, it is still the best bowl of noodles, but it is a little colder 🥺
I like the last part 🥺, it has a cinematic feel, starting from the knee kiss, it's so lustful
Things in this world have come to an end, but there is still a hint of sadness lingering. Maybe it's all in the past. After all, there is no room for death.