[Short story, not contracted]
By the River of Three Crossings, Ji Yan asks him, "Monk, why won't you enter the cycle of reincarnation?"
Liaochen replies without expression, "I'm waiting for someone."
That day, Ji Yan scoffs. Before turning away, she leaves him with a casual remark: "Who knew a Buddhist monk could be so devoted?"
Liaochen watches her retreating figure and gently rolls his prayer beads between his fingers.
But once she has gone, the beads scatter from his hand, falling to the ground without a sound.
Only his soft murmur remains: "Yanyan..."
Let my mortal body find peace, and return your memories of the past.
Let my mortal body find peace, and guide you into your next life.
[Cool, detached Buddhist monk x bewitching temptress]
1. Set in the underworld.
2. The heroine has no memories of the hero from her life before death.
3. At the moment, the story in my head has a tragic ending.
The blurb was screenshotted on May 10, 2022.
Theme: What we let go of is love and hate. What we can't let go of is you.
