Yan Nian had a dream.
He dreamed that his master, Ling Henian, was peerless, transcendent, beautiful, and proud, but was imprisoned and tormented by his senior disciple, who had originally been possessed by the Demon Lord. Day and night, the Demon Lord did unspeakable things to him,
until he eventually lost his mind and ended up in a sweet HE with the Demon Lord.
Meanwhile, Yan Nian, who tirelessly tried to save his master, was ground to dust by his senior disciple after he became the Demon Lord, then fed to the dogs, meeting a miserable end.
When Yan Nian woke, he looked at his master, still beautiful and proud, not yet having lost his mind, and at his senior disciple, whose body still held a dormant Demon Lord's soul. He pressed a hand to his pounding heart.
Thank goodness. The future is not set, and there is still time.
When his senior disciple returned from vanquishing demons and presented his master with a rare treasure that could increase his cultivation, Yan Nian pushed his way in front of his master, holding up a crooked little sachet he'd sewn himself. "Master is as pure as an orchid and doesn't need those vulgar trinkets. This little sachet is the perfect finishing touch. I even stitched my birth details inside to ward off evil for you."
His master gently stroked the sachet Yan Nian had offered and murmured, "This sachet is very much to my liking."
When his master was about to enter seclusion with his senior disciple, Yan Nian clung tightly to his master's waist. "I feel awful when I can't see you, Master. Please care for me. Don't make it so I can't enjoy my food or sleep in peace."
His usually aloof master lifted Yan Nian's face and smiled faintly. "I'll care for you. I'll care for you most of all."
When his master was about to enter the demon realm with his senior disciple, Yan Nian threw himself into his arms and pleaded miserably, "Master is my life. Whether it's heaven or earth, bed or bath, I will never leave your side!"
His master's phoenix eyes flashed, and he pulled Yan Nian into the bedroom where no one else was ever allowed.
Caressing Yan Nian's lips, his master murmured eagerly, "Niannian, I'll do whatever you want."
○ Beautiful, proud, powerful master gong X sweet little dessert disciple shou
● 1v1, HE.
○ [The master is the gong, the gong, the gong!]
Theme: Face life's hardships with strength and resilience.