Liu Tingzhou had asked Yue Qingchuan countless times if he hated him. Even though he had long been turned into a puppet by him and had lost all emotions, he still waited and waited patiently, hoping to get a different answer even once. But he didn't wait until he died.
Crossing the Qingchuan River, I don't hate Liu Tingzhou. I didn't hate him before, because he was willing to save him, even if he was turned into a puppet and lost all emotions, he could only stay by Liu Tingzhou's side. He doesn't hate him now, because he will only protect Liu Tingzhou and obey Liu Tingzhou. He will always be loyal and does not understand what hate is. I won't hate it later, because why? He himself didn't know, just like he didn't know why he was "displeased" because of other people around Liu Tingzhou, just like he didn't know why he, as a puppet, would cry.
Murong Jue hated Liu Tingzhou, hated that he would always see others through himself, and hated that even if he got him, he would never be as good as a "dead man". He hated Liu Tingzhou, hated Yue Qingchuan, and most of all, hated himself. I hate myself for not meeting Liu Tingzhou earlier, I hate myself for not being as good as Yue Qingchuan, I hate myself for always being one step late, I hate myself for not being able to hold on to even the last bit of hope, I hate myself for always forcing myself.
The character setting is a little bit related to the sects in Ni Shui Han. If you haven't played it, it won't affect your viewing at all.
To sum it up in one sentence, the explosive triangle is always demanding. It's not pure love, it's not pure love, it's not pure love, it has elements of a supporting role.
Intention: Life is full of love and obsession, this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon