[Rebellious, unruly troublemaker junior brother x naturally gifted, icy senior brother]
Jiang Liuyao was an orphan taken in by the sect. Perhaps out of pity, everyone in the sect indulged him. No matter what he did, no one ever said a harsh word to him.
He should have been happy, but because of all that unearned indulgence, none of the other children his age in the sect would play with him. That is, until an elder brought back a child.
The elder told him, "By seniority, he'll be your junior brother from now on."
Jiang Liuyao looked at the expressionless boy and approached him. Everyone else had always avoided him, but this boy didn't.
"Senior Brother!" Since the boy was older than him, Jiang Liuyao called him Senior Brother at every turn.
The lonely child finally had someone to play with.
His senior brother didn't talk much and was always stern, but at least he didn't avoid him.
*
Jiang Liuyao was very fond of his little senior brother and followed him everywhere. When he did something wrong, everyone else would just say to let it go. Only Ling Guanxue would put on a stern face and tell him, very seriously, "Yao'er, you mustn't."
Jiang Liuyao would pretend not to understand and ask, "Why not? The elders all say it's fine."
Ling Guanxue sighed. He had no right to discipline Jiang Liuyao, but he worried too much and didn't know how to explain it. All he could say was, "Your senior brother doesn't want to see you like this."
Whenever he said that, Jiang Liuyao would smile brightly and reply, "Since Senior Brother says so, I'll listen. After all, I like you, Senior Brother."
*
Later, the two of them took different paths. When the righteous cultivators surrounded Jiang Liuyao, he stood alone among them without the slightest sign of panic.
Jiang Liuyao was waiting for someone, someone to take him away or end his life with their own hands.
Ling Guanxue did appear, and he took him away.
Jiang Liuyao sneered. "Should I call you Immortal Lord Ling, or Senior Brother?"
He prepared himself for a fight to the death, but Ling Guanxue suddenly covered his mouth. A dazzling red seeped between his fingers.
*
The whole world was waiting for Ling Guanxue to attack Jiang Liuyao. No one knew that on that chaotic night, Ling Guanxue had set him free with his own hands.
"Go. Don't come back."
"I'm not going!"
Jiang Liuyao didn't want to leave. He had nowhere to go.
Why should he have to go? He hadn't done anything wrong. His senior brother knew perfectly well that he hadn't committed any massacre.
"No one believes you."
Jiang Liuyao wanted to say that it was enough if his senior brother believed him. But before he could get the words out, the sword he had personally given Ling Guanxue shattered his golden core.
Jiang Liuyao was thrown into the snow. The blizzard buried him in an instant. He didn't want to go. He couldn't believe that the senior brother who had always protected him would abandon him.
Jiang Liuyao never saw his senior brother before he passed out.
He didn't know that the person he longed for had only left, snow covering him from head to toe and a trail of red behind him, after Jiang Liuyao had been taken away.
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