The system told me I was going to die.
The only way to extend your life is to bind it and become your "complete" self.
Yan Ci scoffed.
What kind of "completeness" does a sickly bastard who can't even lift a sword need?
Until he started dreaming.
In the dream, he was the top swordsman in the world, a pawn in the court's strife, and... The "little concubine" that Yan Lin could only dream of.
Every dream is dripping with blood, and there is Yan Lin in every dream - the little bully of the Yan family who only stupidly hangs around him in reality.
But the system said: Those are all true.
It is a "banquet speech" from different timelines, a real life lived.
Yan Ci panicked.
Because he found that the way Yan Lin looked at him in reality gradually overlapped with the crazy person in the dream.
"Banquet speech," Yan Lin smiled with red eyes, "If one day you want me to die for you -"
"I will."
But Yan Ci never wanted anyone to die for him.
He just wanted to live, keep the old house left by his mother, and stay away from these ridiculous dreams.
But fate never gave him a choice.
[Memory fusion degree is 24%, reality cognition is about to collapse]
Intention: May you live in peace and happiness throughout the years