Wine Burns the Bones

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"You once asked me, do demons have feelings?" He gave a soft laugh, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Why not try it with me and find out?"

Beneath the hazy moonlight, the wind stirred the bamboo grove with a faint rustling that made one's ears tingle. His gaze fell upon him, veiled by the shadows of bamboo and cypress.

A gentleman beneath the moon, throwing your heart into turmoil.

"The cold moon has reached late autumn. It's been a long time since I last saw Senior Brother," the young man said happily.

Little did he know that his senior brother was already gravely ill. Once again, the young man was powerless to save him, forced to watch the one he loved pass away.

Twist after twist: his senior brother came back to life, but this time, three people stood before the young man.

Cool and calculating eldest senior brother

or

Carefree wanderer, the "little flower demon"

or

Obedient on the surface, obsessive "dull-witted guard"

Who will he choose?

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Open ending

Theme: I once saw maple leaves fall, and waited through the winter to see peach blossoms bloom again.