Pretending to Have Amnesia, I Rekindled Things with My Mortal Enemy

Xie Wuwei, once the sword-wielding enforcer of the immortal sects and now a traitor, had been buried. At this very moment, he was watching his nemesis dig up his remains, and it was hard not to be heartbroken. I’m already dead. There’s no need to desecrate my corpse. … Jiang Tan, is he actually going to bring me back to life? Xie Wuwei shut his eyes and started pretending to have amnesia. Since he couldn’t get away, he might as well lie flat. Let’s see if I can trick Jiang Tan out of every last stitch of clothing. But it seemed he’d overdone it. Jiang Tan was acting strange. And now there was even a rumor going around: “The demonic cultivator and the evil spirit he keeps.” Xie Wuwei asked Jiang Tan, “Do I look like an evil spirit?” “No.” Satisfied, Xie Wuwei draped an arm over his shoulder, took a bite of a pastry, then offered it to Jiang Tan. “This is tasty. Try some.” Jiang Tan, usually calm and self-controlled, showed no change in expression. He leaned in and took a bite from the mark Xie Wuwei had left in the pastry. Wait, why are the rumors getting more and more outrageous? What do you mean Xie Wuwei is infatuated with Sect Master Jiang, but Sect Master Jiang hates him and is driving him to his death? What kind of nonsense is that? I’m not! Jiang Tan, get off me first. Come on, stop crying. Those people outside are just making things up. Later, Xie Wuwei accidentally got himself involved and really did die for Jiang Tan. That day, someone saw the Sect Master of Taiyi Sect holding a corpse in his arms, utterly distraught and seeming to have lost his mind. And just then, the truth of what happened back then came to light. The cultivation world mourned in white for three days, and thousands paid their respects. Only Taiyi Sect hung red silk everywhere, celebrating a ghost marriage. After dying and coming back to life once more, Xie Wuwei changed bodies and casually stole himself away. When Jiang Tan came knocking, Xie Wuwei was fast asleep, holding his own icy-cold body in his arms. [Holding a winter melon while I sleep in summer? Nothing’s cooler than hugging myself.] Jiang Tan kicked the door open and immediately saw the person in Xie Wuwei’s arms. He was instantly furious. Drawing his sword, he demanded coldly, “What is your relationship with Xie Wuwei?” Seriously, what kind of relationship could I have with myself? I’ve spent my whole life tangled up with you! What do you mean I stole your Dao companion? I clearly stole myself, okay? Wait, something’s not right here! P.S. Xie Wuwei’s second body is a fake, just a temporary one. Both virgins, devoted to each other, both strong, beautiful top and beautiful bottom, mutually obsessed, with feelings so intense they’re off the charts. Happy ending, with just a tiny bit of angst for spice. The author is an omnivore, so proceed with caution if you’re particular about pairings. Theme: May the light of day shine upon us, and may we never forget each other.