Thorns

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Shao Qin, a top-tier star in the entertainment industry, shines with boundless brilliance. His peach-blossom eyes sparkle, at once passionate and bright, aloof yet gentle. In the eyes of his fans, he is a gentleman who is respectful without being distant and courteous to everyone.

No one could have imagined that during the encore of a concert, he would politely yet distantly announce his retirement.

When he returned with his songs, sharp-eyed fans noticed a vivid red rose tattoo on the side of his middle finger. When someone asked about it, he gazed tenderly at them and said with a smile, "Because roses are so beautiful."

2

Bai Yao was a once-in-a-century dance prodigy, and her life had gone smoothly for over twenty years.

To her, the most absurd thing that had ever happened to her wasn't giving up dance in utter despair, but getting married for no clear reason. She had always thought he was more grateful to her than fond of her, and that she had used him more than she had loved him.

She was convinced the marriage wouldn't last, that it would naturally end when the time came. She was always careful not to invest too much of herself in it. She never thought she would fall for him, much less that this marriage in name only was something he had worked so hard to win.

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One day, rumors began circulating that Shao Qin had been secretly married for quite some time, with plenty of evidence to back them up.

The paparazzi tailed him for days without success. Just as they were about to give up, they captured Shao Qin carrying roses as he headed alone to a theater.

Under the spotlight at the center of the theater stage, a beauty in a red dress danced with all her heart. She was like a swaying red rose, radiant and dazzling, bold and carefree, and his gaze followed her every move.

The news sent shock waves through the public, and everyone had their own theory.

Not long after, a grand wedding stirred up a sensation. Only then did people learn that Bai Yao was the rose Shao Qin had crossed thorns to embrace.

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"You don't have to apologize. The roses bloom for you every year."

/he

/Redemption story

Reserved top-tier star in entertainment x wild-rose dancer

Coming soon: "Hold the Line, Senior Brother. I'll Go Ahead"

In her previous life, Zhi Xia killed only one person, yet the righteous sects of the world could not accept her.

The twenty-four great immortal sects came at her all at once, fighting to the death.

After more than ten years of slaughter, she despised the world and scorned the laws of Heaven. Once she had wiped out twelve of the great immortal sects, she was tired.

With nothing left to hold her back, she fell into a long sleep in that frozen sea beneath the snowy prison.

When she awoke again, Zhi Xia had become a "cripple" who had lost her spiritual meridians?

Her fellow disciples in the sect all took turns trampling on her.

It was a life she had never experienced before.

At first, she found it novel. But as time passed and the bullying mounted, even her meek, pliable nature couldn't take it anymore.

Before she could stand up for herself, a free-spirited young man in blue robes swept through the crowd with his sword and shielded her. "You claim to be an upright immortal sect, yet this is how you bully the weak?"

In both her lives, Zhi Xia had never had anyone stand in front of her. This was another new experience, so she decided to hide the truth a little longer...

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Ye Tian believed he had saved Zhi Xia's life. At least, that's what he told himself.

He watched the frail girl carry a bucket of water, stumbling across the snowy ground.

He watched the foolish girl look dazed after failing to form a hand seal time and time again.

He watched the timid girl hold up a barrier for him, blood at the corner of her mouth, as she gritted her teeth and said, "Go."

At first, he thought she was foolish and weak, and that he could use her. As time passed, the girl found a place in his heart.

Later, he saw another side of her.

And after that, neither of them could tell who was using whom more.

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Zhi Xia didn't know what this feeling was.

She was a demon and knew nothing of love.

Others told her it was love.

But she knew Ye Tian loved her docility, pitied her frailty, cherished her clumsiness, and liked her gentleness.

He despised her malice, loathed her baseness, and hated her brutality.

The side of her he hated was the real her.

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Fate bore down on her, as it had in the past. In the shadowed snowlands, the people of the immortal sects carried out Heaven's punishment.

Amid overlapping flames of demonic fire, the young man of old, clad in robes as white as snow, his brows sharp as ink, walked toward her. Just like yesterday, he raised his sword to shield her. "Demons can be brutal, deceitful, foolish, and kind. But what have they done wrong?"

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"Why do you wield a sword?"

"Because I wield it for love."

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"Why is killing people wrong, but killing demons considered upholding Heaven's justice?"

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