Luo Qingci secretly learned forbidden skills to pay off her debts, but was caught on the spot by Shen Zhiwei, the chief of Tianyan Sect. Nascent Soul was supposed to be a crushing match against Qi Refining - but Shen Zhiwei smiled and handed over a contract: "I want your spiritual root." Luo Qingci stretched out his hand: "Deal. Anyway, I will die, so you can't lose." The soul contract was bound, and the spirit pattern was engraved on the inside of the collarbone and wrist bone, and the heat spread when they were intimate. She thought she was a drug guide, a tool, and a chess piece that could be discarded at any time. It wasn't until the day her spiritual pattern became cold for the first time that she discovered that the cold and ascetic person was more afraid of disconnection than she was. There is an imbalance of power. The body surrenders first, but the mouth refuses to admit it. From forced binding to two-way confirmation, the two women used their fate to measure the distance between each other. It's not about who depends on whom. Yes - I choose you. You choose me too.
Intention: Love is not attachment, but a conscious and active choice; in a power imbalance, both parties can be the initiative