When Yan Seshuang opened his eyes again, he knew Heaven wouldn't let him die. He, Yan Seshuang, had been reborn.
Li Qiuliang raised an eyebrow. "What's the point of looking like him? You're useless."
That's right. Even if I were reborn hundreds or thousands of times, Li Qiuliang would still find my body repulsive. He wanted to numb himself with the thought: I'm not the Yan Seshuang I used to be. I can live for myself, too.
"Are you going to get out of here on your own, or do I have to throw you out?" Yan Seshuang's eyes were bloodshot.
Li Qiuliang pulled him into his arms. He heard Li Qiuliang say, "I've missed you so much."
Rebirth story, happy ending
Ancient Chinese BL x younger love interest
Theme: None
She's beautiful, just my type.