---Character Notes---
Wen Siyue thought that after more than ten years of being cherished, he had held her in his heart.
But later, she realized that Siyue, "like the moon," meant just that: she was like the moon in his heart, but in the end, she wasn't really her.
"He never wanted me. He wanted the person lying there, who looks exactly like me."
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He had spent decades setting up this game, making his move at every turn.
In the end, who was a pawn, and who was the player? Who could know?
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If I call you A Si, then you are A Si, mine alone.
"If he can keep you safe, I'll give you a dowry and be your family for the rest of your life."
"If he can't, I'll welcome you through my doors in a bridal sedan, with eight bearers and ten miles of wedding finery."
---Story Summary---
She went down the mountain to gain experience. The evil spirits were hard to deal with, but human hearts were harder to fathom.
Her uncle-master, who had always looked down on her, turned out to care about her in every way, becoming completely different from the person she'd known on the mountain.
But behind every strange event was the person she had given her heart to.
Because he cherished her, she could put everything else out of her mind. But what about him? Would he do the same?
Could he let go of the past and finally stop clinging to it?
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Three years of companionship, in exchange for a lifetime of taking her side.
"The porridge will taste bad once it gets cold, A Si. You should eat a little. You'll need your strength to find the answer."
"Why do you always call me A Si? My name is..." Wen Siyue's voice choked, and she couldn't bring herself to say her own name.
"Calling you A Si makes you mine alone." Wen Ren Xingxiu stood in the doorway, backlit. His voice was no longer as calm as before.
Wen Siyue looked at him with red-rimmed eyes. The blurry face in the light overlapped with the one from her dreams, and in that moment, her hazy memories became real.
Sweet-and-sour candied fruit doesn't taste good, but someone likes it.
At the end of the story, the Demon Lord does not end up with the woman he loves, because the Heavens will not allow it.
The master who said that the chance was in her hands, and that she held the power to choose, was not that master.
Wen Siyue sobbed loudly, and Wen Ren Xingxiu immediately panicked. He stepped forward and called, "A Si."
She could barely stop crying. "Uncle-Master, I'm hungry."
"All right. Tell me what you'd like, A Si. I'll make it for you."
"Mm." Tears fell like pearls from a broken string. Wen Siyue knew she had never faced anything alone. She had everything she needed. She always had.
[Reader's Guide]:
* The second male lead gets the girl, and the scumbag faces his comeuppance.
* An older master-disciple romance, pure indulgence.
* This story is entirely fictional. If it resembles anything, I didn't copy it.
* Wishing everyone peace and happiness. Let's be kind to one another.
***Read with a clear head, and enter at your own risk.***
Theme: Be strong, persevere, and never give up
