Lian Zhi has no father or mother, and was brought back to the Zangfeng Sect for adoption by Shen Yuchen when he was a child.
Everyone praised him for his good fortune, just because he was Shen Yuchen's only disciple. Some disciples secretly slandered him for being nothing but a pretty face, and they didn't know why Master Yuchen was so kind to him.
Only Lian Zhi knew that Shen Yuchen had been in seclusion for three to five years on weekdays, and was extremely indifferent to him even when they met occasionally. The huge mountain top was deserted all year round, with only the spiritual beasts from the back mountain keeping him company.
The relationship between their master and disciple is far from being as close as others think.
But even so, Lian Zhi still had a different feeling for his master in the few times they got along. He did not dare to show this feeling, and even did not dare to stay in the sect after Shen Yuchen came out of seclusion. He hurriedly found an excuse to go out for training and went down the mountain.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he left the sect, he was in danger many times, but he was rescued by the same person. Lian Zhi laughed and said that according to the content in the story book, he had to agree with him.
It was originally a joke, but Pei Changjue looked serious: "You want to pledge yourself to me? Yes."
Lian Zhi waved his hands in panic and explained clearly with a red face, but his heart was beating faster and faster. Even he didn't know why. It was clear that he and Pei Changjue just met by chance, but they knew him as well as they had known each other for decades.
Did they... Know each other before?
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Lian Zhi originally thought that his admiration for Shen Yuchen was considered like him, but after meeting Pei Changjue, he knew what it was like to be truly heartbroken, and what it was like to be obsessed with someone.
Fortunately, Pei Changjue also liked him. Although he didn't say it explicitly, he could feel it.
After an unexpected night of love, Lian Zhi happily fell asleep in Pei Changjue's arms, thinking that the two of them would become Taoist couples soon.
Unexpectedly, when I woke up the next day, there would be no trace of the person next to me. They had disappeared completely, as if they had never appeared.
But at this time, Shen Yuchen sent a message, asking him to return to the Zangfeng Sect immediately to get married.
——He married Shen Yuchen.
Why did Shen Yuchen, who had always been cold and cold, suddenly become a Taoist couple with him? Lian Zhi didn't understand what happened, and after thinking about it, he could only come to one conclusion.
Could it be that Pei Changjue was pretended by Shen Yuchen from beginning to end? !
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After thinking that he had figured everything out, Lian Zhi rushed back to Zangfeng Sect with great expectations. After seeing Shen Yuchen, he could not hide his love, but Shen Yuchen looked at him with extremely complicated eyes.
She seemed to be sullen and dissatisfied because he was in love with someone else, she was indifferent to deliberately distance herself from him, and there was also a bit of unspeakable... Intolerance.
Lian Zhi was unaware of this, and spent the next few days happily preparing for the Taoist couple ceremony between him and Shen Yuchen.
However, in the room full of red candles, all he was waiting for was a sword that pierced his heart.
It wasn't until he used up his last strength to raise his head that Lian Zhi realized that Pei Changjue was standing behind Shen Yuchen, commanding calmly and indifferently: "Don't show mercy to him."
Are you talking about him? Lian Zhi wanted to ask, but the pain in his body made him speechless.
Before he died, he seemed to be held dearly in someone's arms. The person said -
"Zhizhi, don't blame me, this is your destiny in this life."
"Only in this way can we be together as soon as possible."
No, but he doesn't want to be together anymore, Lian Zhi thought drowsily.
He doesn't want either Pei Changjue or Shen Yuchen.
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Still adding a bit of n/t/r to the bloody text (sorry)
Intention: Cherish the moment.
