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Story description:
Mo Ning is a snake demon, and he has a secret.
Every time he sheds his skin, he is forced to forget some things.
He never thought much of it, because as long as he faked his death quickly enough, it wasn't amnesia. It was a fresh start!
But when he wakes up this time, he somehow has a Dao companion.
The Dao companion who comes looking for him is none other than the aloof and renowned Immortal Venerable.
One more thing: the Immortal Venerable cultivates the Heartless Dao.
Mo Ning: ? I think you're lying to me.
The man is so sincere, though, that Mo Ning is coaxed into following him back to his sect.?
He doesn't want to fall for him, but Yan Linshu makes him delicious food!?
He even gives him half of his cultivation spot.
And he's handsome, too.
Just as Mo Ning is about to waver, he suddenly learns that
Before him, Yan Linshu brought back who knows how many snake demons. There's a White Moonlight he can't forget, and that White Moonlight is also a snake.
Mo Ning: ...?
He drops the delicious food in his hands and gives a cold laugh. So I'm the replacement after all.
He decides that he won't be the one losing out, drags the aloof Immortal Venerable into bed, has his way with him, then promptly walks away and returns to his own cave to sleep through his skin-shedding period.
Who knew that after shedding his skin this time, he would wake up remembering everything?
Mo Ning wipes his face. Damn, that really does seem to be the Dao companion he's forgotten so many times.
*
Later.
The candlelight flickers. The Immortal Venerable, whom everyone else considers reserved and aloof, leans over him and unhurriedly unties his clothes, whispering, "Are you going to run away again? Hmm?"
Mo Ning covers his eyes with one hand and grits out hoarsely, "If you keep this up, I'm really going to run..."
#Where is my darling, darling?#
#Damn it, I want to hide my darling away#
#I can't help it, he smiled at me#
Author's note: A snake's appearance changes every time it sheds its skin.
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My Ex, Dead for Three Years, Suddenly Called
Tsundere, obsessive exorcist bottom x resentful, comical-in-disguise, loyal dog ghost top
I had a boyfriend who died in an accident.
As an exorcist, I knew he hadn't entered the cycle of reincarnation.
And as the person he left behind,
I waited for him for three whole years, but he never came to see me, not even in a dream
Why?
The fortune-teller said he didn't want to see me.
The fortune-teller was lying. He said he wanted to be with me every day, year after year.
The medium said he wanted me to move on.
He was lying too. When we were tangled together, he begged me with red eyes to curse him, saying that even as a ghost he would never leave my side, and that I could only ever belong to him.
But three years is a long time.
Fine, then. I won't see him either.
It's just a matter of forgetting a relationship.
But when I was dating my third boyfriend, he suddenly called.
Ha. Men.
I had a first love. I followed him around for three years.
That's right. I died.
Some people said our fates were incompatible, and that he had caused my death.
I was relieved. At least I was the one who died.
Some said my obsession with him was too strong and I stayed too close, building up so much resentment that sooner or later he'd meet a terrible end.
I didn't want him to die. I could wait.
It was only a lifetime.
I never entered his dreams. I was afraid I wouldn't be able to control myself.
I hoped he'd remember me forever, but when I saw him all alone, I also hoped he could forget me.
It seemed he'd forgotten me. One lover after another took the place at his side.
But had he really forgotten me? I tried to find traces of myself in every boyfriend he had. I was so jealous I nearly went mad.
Until one day, I couldn't find even a trace of myself anymore.
I was going crazy.
What do you do when your ex calls?
Wen Yuanshi doesn't bat an eye: Hang up.
What if your ex keeps bothering you after you hang up?
Wen Yuanshi remains calm: Make something up and blame it on a fortune-teller. If the fortune-teller can't do it, I can.
What if your ex finally goes crazy?
Wen Yuanshi: He's a lunatic faking an accident. Have him cremated.
He does just that. But as Wen Yuanshi calls the crematorium, a strange, icy presence clings to him and wraps around his whole body.
The man is as pitiful as a big dog, rubbing his face against Wen Yuanshi's neck as he sobs, "Your puppy was wrong. Don't abandon me."
Theme: Everyone has their own aspirations; what's important is perseverance
