The universe is an inn for all things, and time is a passerby through the ages. Life is like a dream. How much joy can we find?
Shen Weihuan was a lazy man.
He only ever coveted two things in his life.
For Sangluo wine, he became the Marquis of Chengying. For Wei Chaojin, he became a treacherous rebel whom everyone wanted dead.
Now that he had been given a second chance, he still couldn't let go of Sangluo, but he no longer dared hope for Wei Chaojin.
But...
Was this person who wouldn't stop clinging to him
really the Wei Chaojin he knew?
[A loyal, possessive, and darkened top × a lazy, scheming, cold bottom]
Younger seme, both reborn, a little sweet and a little angsty.
