After Zhuma Became an Old Enemy

*The lonely, beautiful, powerful and miserable young master of the Central Plains x the cunning and crazy vicious dog of the Northern Desert *Third person, he *The Year of the Bamboo Horse/Love each other and kill each other/Mutual redemption/Both think the other is a bad person but their own minds can be one hundred and eighty —— 1. I have a sweetheart who is my old enemy with a deep hatred. I am the young master of the first escort agency in the imperial city, and I am feared by everyone in the world. And he is a high-ranking and powerful prince, surly, frivolous and unpredictable. When I meet him, nothing good will happen. When we reunited after not seeing each other for many years, he and I were trapped in the same inn, surrounded by wolves outside, and everyone who forced a breakout died tragically from the wolves' mouths. In order to leave the inn, I had to cooperate with him. I still remember that one day, I was accidentally injured while clearing out a pack of wolves. After coming back, I saw him leaning against the window with his arms folded, and said lazily: "I run this inn, and Jianghu people pay most attention to reputation. Please, young master, for the sake of our acquaintance for many years, if you are seriously injured next time, remember to stay away from the inn and fall down." I glanced at the medicine box in his hand and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will definitely take you away before I die. I will never cause you any worries." I didn't expect that one day, he would really die in front of me. He died to save me. 2. I never thought I would reunite with my childhood enemy. We were stuck in the same inn. Once you die, you will be reborn and return to the inn, where you will continue to face the siege of wolves, and the cycle will repeat endlessly. In order to survive, she can only cooperate with me. She was very reluctant, but I was very happy. To be honest, seeing her depressed was the happiest thing in the world. I still remember one day, she helped me bandage my wound with an impatient look on her face, saying that it would be better if the wound was just an inch off, so that she would never have to see me again. I smiled and rubbed her head and told her that I would have to live well in the future. On the day I died, the setting sun was like fire, the sky was filled with rays of rays, and everything in front of me was gorgeous and picturesque. But she cried so sadly. And I don't seem to be that happy either. —— *Advance collection of "Beware of Bad Dogs" A vicious and crazy general who hates nerds *Pre-collection of "One Day, I Became the Target of the Villain in My Writings" The sick and weak painter x plays the role of a good guy and an elegant bad guy who is as natural as breathing *Advance collection of "Don't Expect Me to Pity That Old Enemy" Realism Crazy Review x Romanticism Crazy Review Intention: Choose a path that feels right to you and go on it.