"Supporting Girl"
After I finally gained control of my body, I knew that he fell in love with the person attached to me, so I carefully disguised myself, washed his hands, made soup, and sewed clothes for him, so that he could see how good I was.
But in the end he found me, he pinched my neck, and said in a sinister voice: "You are not her, what about her? Give her back to me." His eyes were very cold, and I believed he wanted to kill me in the end. I cried. It turns out that after all I have done, I am still not as good as her.
So, I escaped, but I was stabbed by him and became possessed. I killed people in a city and I enjoyed the pleasure.
Until that day, he was standing on the city wall in white. Maybe he had just fought with my men, and his clothes were stained with blood, making him look very coquettish. I thought to myself, he is so good-looking.
But I was no longer the little girl whose eyes were full of him. We fought for three days and three nights, each of us was seriously injured. I didn't want to fight him anymore, so I ran away. He didn't have the energy to chase me anyway.
Later, he suddenly lost his temper and came to my demon world to look for me every day, saying that he was wrong and begging me to forgive him. I laughed, but it was just another trick on his part. After all, belated affection is as cheap as grass.
I also heard from my subordinates that he seemed to have been seduced by someone, and then the love affair was broken. I don't know whether it is true or not. I thought to myself: So what if I fell in love with him, so what if I didn't fall in love with him. Anyway, I don't like him anymore.
In the end, I was surrounded and killed by many monks. A group of villains attacked me when I was injured. They were all "gentlemen". I was outnumbered and defeated. My heart was pierced by thousands of swords. It was really painful to think about my death.
When he arrived, I had already died, and I didn't see his red eyes. He killed them all, then hugged me and left.
Because of this, he became the object of hatred in the world. He wanted to resurrect me, but resurrecting a person was just a fantasy. Besides, when I died, my soul also dissipated. If my soul is gone, there is nothing.
Unexpectedly, he went to pray to the Buddha for me, but the Buddha did not agree in the end. He continued to drag his crippled body around the mainland. He ran around all day looking for a way to resurrect me. His body could no longer bear it. In the end, he was surrounded and killed just like me, and finally died in Taohuawu.
Taohuawu, the place where we first met.
Yan Fushu, if I could do it all over again, I would never fall in love with you again. I just want to be my pampered young lady.
Intention: Continuous self-improvement