Snowlit

When Yun Jianhuan was in the mortal realm, she read a story about two people who would be together for every lifetime, entwined with each other forever.

She never expected that the love between her past and present selves would involve two men.

One was gentle as jade, the other cold as ice. One was bound to her past life, the other entangled with her in this life.

Lian Jiming once had a little disciple. She was all smiles and seemed easy to get along with, yet there was something unreadable in her shifting gaze.

Later, she died.

Lian Jiming fell from godhood and became a demon. After drifting in a daze for hundreds of years, he finally saw those familiar eyes again.

Yun Jianhuan was always smiling, innocent and completely unguarded. Now and then, a hint of sorrow would show, making her seem so real and alive.

Later still, a man appeared by her side, and that hint of sorrow gradually disappeared.

Under the bright moon, amid the rich fragrance of tuberoses, the girl rose onto her tiptoes and kissed the cold, handsome man.

"Master, I love you."

Her clear, gentle voice seemed to linger in his ears. Lian Jiming could almost see her again, spirited and light on her feet, her eyes filled with resolve as she said those words.

What had he said then?

"Don't speak nonsense."

He couldn't bring himself to tell her he loved her, but neither could he go against his heart and say that he didn't.

Lian Jiming stood still, sorrow filling his eyes. He smiled, but only faintly.

Being her friend was good enough. He would have to walk alone toward his destined ending, while she had finally found a completely different life.

Nan Xuanyan would never forget that day. Snow fell thickly as Helan Xun, dressed in red and carrying a gleaming white bone sword, became the only vivid color between heaven and earth.

He rushed to her, but could only save her soul.

Nan Xuanyan kept watch over the Rebirth Flower day after day. On the day it bloomed, a baby smiled at him, and he was so happy.

After breaking his promise for a reason beyond his control, Nan Xuanyan slept for forty years. When he awoke, he only dared to watch over her from afar.

Love is unknowable in its beginnings, yet once it takes hold, it runs deep.

He once thought it would be enough just to stay by her side. But when he heard Jianhuan say they were siblings with his own ears, and when she pulled her hand from his to defend someone else, his heart still ached.

Then, one day, when she was drunk, Jianhuan kissed him, clumsy and inexperienced, bumping their lips until they hurt.

Her gaze was flustered, and she seemed to want to say something but couldn't.

The heart in his chest beat wildly, and Nan Xuanyan kissed her back.

May I be the star, and you the moon. How lucky he was.

P.S.:

1. All characters are virgins.

2. 1v2: a cold, reserved Wolf Spirit Clan leader x a lively on the surface but sensitive and perceptive healer x a gentle, mysterious master

3. Updates every other day. This story won't be abandoned.

4. Told from the heroine's perspective. The blurb is written this way to introduce the story better.

5. The early chapters include a bit of the heroine's growth and have a lighter atmosphere. It may get a little angsty later, so proceed with caution.

Theme: When sunlight shines on snow, it cannot reach the mud and dust beneath it.