The first time I saw the young man with a clear face again, I remembered that when I was giving him medicine a hundred years ago, he pretended to be in pain and deliberately bit my wrist bone.
Unexpectedly, when we met again, he said, "I'm hurt."
Me: "..." Want to bite me again?
I don't know if I should refuse, and I don't know how long a person without a heart can last.
When I didn't answer, he smiled with relief, "Remember?"
I looked into his phoenix eyes facing the sun and the fog, and pretended not to understand.
"Then I'll give you medicine."
"I won't bite you."
I was so dizzy that I actually answered this sentence. Seeing his smile deepen, I immediately felt regretful and turned to leave...
Later I realized that my heart was hidden by the person in front of me. But if I don't have a heart, I won't be moved either.
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My brother actually died trying to save a demon sect spy, you idiot.
In his new life, he originally wanted to kill her directly, but looking at the playful smile on her face coldly, he felt strange in his heart, when did Nangong Yun become so tough.
He followed quietly and watched her burn incense and worship Buddha, asking for help from her previous marriage.
System: "Her previous marriage was..."
"——It's me." She didn't act so stupidly in the last life, and he didn't fall in love with her at first sight.
Just after he accepted his feelings, he suddenly found that his heart moved towards that person only once?
Just as he was hesitating and doubting, a new disciple came to the sect. The face was obviously completely different, but he just knew it was her.
He thought of all the things in his previous life, but he forgot that he had hidden her heart.
Her identity as a demon sect agent was exposed, and I followed my brother's old path - sacrificing my life to protect the demon sect's spies.
I was covered in blood, but she just looked at me in confusion.
My heart really hurts. I took her hand and put it on my chest. I was about to say something, but she turned to look at other men.
I...
I hate her for swinging around, I hate her for being like a piece of wood, I hate her for seeming to have no heart.
I thought bitterly, as long as I can get into her soul, it doesn't matter what method I use.
System: "She just did it on purpose..."
"——You don't deserve to judge her."
Make her hate me? My heart is like a knife. But the pain becomes faster and faster, and hatred is actually a kind of comfort. So, sorry...
I thought I was going to drown in her disgusting eyes.
Intention: Having a soft spot is not enough, I want all your heartbeats