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In his previous life, Zhou Lian secretly loved his junior fellow disciple Gu Han for many years. But Gu Han didn't love him. Gu Han loved Zhou Lian's younger brother, his junior fellow disciple Zhou Qi.
During an expedition into a secret realm, Zhou Lian and Gu Han were trapped together. Gu Han was poisoned, and in the end, they got rid of the poison in a deeply melodramatic way.
Compared to the exceptionally gifted Gu Han and Zhou Qi, Zhou Lian's cultivation talent was utterly ordinary. He knew how wide the gap between him and Gu Han was, and he knew Gu Han didn't love him. So afterward, he wisely kept quiet about what had happened. He never expected that after they left the secret realm, Gu Han would report to their master that he wanted to become cultivation partners with Zhou Lian.
The windfall that fell from the heavens left Zhou Lian dazed. Though he found it hard to believe, he couldn't resist the temptation, with that secret longing in his heart, and got together with Gu Han.
They were bonded for nearly a century, but Gu Han was either in seclusion or away on training missions. The number of words they exchanged could be counted on one hand, and they were more distant than strangers. The only time Gu Han took the initiative to meet with Zhou Lian, his gift was to run him through the heart with a sword.
02
Only after Zhou Lian died did he learn the truth: in this world, Gu Han was the male lead, his younger brother Zhou Qi was the other lead, and he was merely a cannon-fodder character whom Gu Han tried to kill to prove his Dao.
And not even successfully.
Because Gu Han didn't love him at all. He killed his cultivation partner for nothing.
The main story was about Zhou Qi gradually warming the heart of Gu Han, a cultivation maniac, and teaching him how to love.
Once Zhou Lian understood everything, his heart turned completely cold. His soul drifted aimlessly, then suddenly his body grew heavy. When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to his youth. Gu Han and Zhou Qi had just joined their sect. They were still little ones, anxious in their new surroundings and following him around, calling him senior brother.
Reborn, Zhou Lian had seen through the mortal world. He thought that things were fine as they were.
He'd let the two little ones play together. In this life, he never wanted to love Gu Han again.
03
Their master was the sort who couldn't be bothered with anything, so Zhou Lian became the diligent eldest disciple, just as he had in his previous life. But his junior fellow disciple Gu Han was completely different from the gloomy, independent boy he'd known before. Now he was a clingy little crybaby who needed someone beside him at night. If nobody stayed, he'd curl into a tiny ball and cry in fear, then throw himself into Zhou Lian's arms and say that his family had been massacred at night. If Zhou Lian wasn't there, the moment he closed his eyes, all he could hear were cries and screams of slaughter.
Every time Zhou Lian heard Gu Han cry like that, he felt sorry for him.
Fine, he'd stay with him. Gu Han might be the chosen one of this world, but in keeping with the principle of making him suffer to strengthen his resolve and wear out his body, Gu Han had endured plenty of hardship from childhood on.
At first, remembering the cold sword thrust from his previous life, Zhou Lian only wanted to stay away from Gu Han. But as he watched Gu Han grow up before his eyes, little by little, Zhou Lian's heart grew ever more tranquil.
In his previous life, Gu Han would go into seclusion for more than a decade at a time. One fleeting glimpse of him when he emerged was all it took for Zhou Lian to stake his life on him. Now Gu Han wasn't going into seclusion. He was growing up by Zhou Lian's side. Zhou Lian didn't have any strange interests, so how could he possibly fall for the junior fellow disciple he'd watched grow up with his own eyes?
04
As Gu Han grew into adulthood, he spent a long time preparing. On Zhou Lian's birthday, he planned a huge surprise for him. When Zhou Lian was moved, Gu Han took the opportunity to gather his courage and confess his feelings.
All the warmth Zhou Lian had felt vanished in an instant at Gu Han's confession, leaving only a cold chill.
After a lifetime, Zhou Lian had thought he could “forget.”
But how could he?
Faced with Gu Han's confession, all Zhou Lian could feel was the cold, sharp pain in his heart as he died in his previous life.
The crematorium may be late, but it will never be absent _(:з"∠)_
The love interest didn't have a white moonlight in his previous life, nor did he love anyone else. He's just genuinely a bastard.
I just want to write a straightforward scum gong crematorium story. Rubbing my hands together~
Theme: No matter what circumstances you find yourself in, keep striving to live.