He and he were destined to be lovers, bound together by blood from the moment they were born.
So what if they were brothers? As the elder brother, was he not allowed to cherish and care for the man he loved? How could someone as proud and gifted as he give up over such a trivial matter? Besides, they had already vowed never to part, in life or death.
“Even if we die, we’ll die together.” For the sake of those words, he spent the next ten years by his side under another identity, even after his face was ruined and his martial arts crippled. He thought it would be enough to stay that way for the rest of his life. But in the end, he still had to leave. How could someone who was no longer what he once was possibly be worthy of the other, the pride of the heavens?
Nangong Yingluo
Why? Those words from ten years ago still rang in his ears, yet everything had changed. He had never kept his promise.
Now that the other man was dead, his heart was gone too. His one and only love in this life... Only when he was by this man's side did the pain in his heart ease.
Xi Wan... You were special to me. You lived for me, and died for me.
When will I be able to keep you by my side forever, and tell you again and again, “I love you...”
And then... let myself belong to you too...
Nangong Mingkui
Why don't you write anymore?? Work harder~
.. You are so diligent. Little one, come and spread the flowers... Hehe +Oil-la.. Big..