After My Moonlight Killed Me

Short Story, Free to Read: "Bamboo Branch Song"

Coming Soon: "The Sickly Fortune-Teller Insists on Taking Me as His Disciple"

Completed: "After Regaining My Memories, I Only Want to Be Master's Good Dog" and "Don't Use the Dragon-Slaying Sabre to Kill Me"

Story Blurb

After Song Huaiyan died, he transmigrated into the body of the senior disciple of an immortal sect. He worked tirelessly for his master and gave his all to his junior apprentice brother.

Yet his master used him as a human medicine, and his junior brother ran him through the heart with a sword...

So was he nothing more than a sacrificial pawn in the tangled love and hatred between his master and junior brother?

After dying again, Song Huaiyan returned to his original world. By a twist of fate, he became a Yellow Springs ferryman at the Hall of All Matters.

He creates beautiful dreams for departed souls whose obsessions linger, guiding them onward to reincarnation. In return, he gains karmic merit.

He resolved to turn over a new leaf and become a heartless, emotionless harvester of karmic merit.

The friendship between a school bully and a top student, the gratitude between a young master and a beggar, the love between an officer and a young lady: he reaped one crop after another.

In the end, he reaped Shen Yu, the junior brother who had stabbed him through the heart.

Never in a million years did he expect Shen Yu to be not only raving mad and seriously ill, but also to have lost his memories!

The once aloof beauty, cold as an iceberg, now acted like a kitten, trying to please him. Shen Yu lightly brushed his lips and asked, bewildered, "Is this okay?"

Song Huaiyan began to doubt his own sanity. "No! You can't!"

A boy has to protect himself when he's out and about!

After regaining his memories, Shen Yu suddenly asked him, "Senior Brother, is there someone you like?"

Song Huaiyan could not bring himself to confess how he felt, and sighed softly. "The moon in the water is the moon in the sky."

The one before me is the one in my heart.

Drunk, Shen Yu lay across his back, nuzzling him gently, his voice slurred and sticky. "Senior Brother, you're mine..."

Song Huaiyan went to Miaoguang Temple that very night and recited the Scripture of Purity all night long.

A sensible person would never mistake things for affection!

Thinking he had been rejected, Shen Yu picked up the pieces of his broken heart and tried again. "Senior Brother, could I... like you?"

Only then did Song Huaiyan realize: his unrequited love actually liked him back?

Had this heaven-sent fortune, this melodramatic romance, finally fallen into his lap?

*

Everyone said Shen Yu was aloof and proud, without a heart or feelings. But in truth, he had spent half his life learning how to please others.

Once, he wanted to be the child his father loved, the young master his wet nurse adored, the slave his buyer favored, and the disciple his master cherished.

Later... he only wanted to be one person's junior brother.

Yet in the end, he personally ran that person through the heart with a sword.

He kept watch day and night over the cold corpse in the Hall of the Firmament, standing utterly alone and drinking in the winds and snows of a thousand mountains. No one loved him.

He never expected that after transmigrating, he would see the person he had longed for day and night.

But after ten years divided by life and death, he was already "terminally ill."

His senior brother told him that if there were no cure in this world, he would be willing to become his "medicine" once more.

He said:

"A-Yu, time stretches on, and the world is vast. May you dream beneath a river of stars, and fall in love with this world."

"You'll find things worth liking, and someone you want to love."

"Love yourself well."

But

"Senior Brother... I still haven't learned how to love this world."

"Teach me again..."

"The only person I've ever loved is you."

[Notes]

One-on-one romance, not a pure devotion story, and the male lead is not a scumbag. The senior brother was stabbed for a reason. They dote on each other!

A slice-of-life romance focused on feelings, mutual pining, mutual healing, sweet with a touch of angst, happy ending, both leads devoted only to each other, pure love.

The main story is set in a modern fantasy world. As the protagonist weaves dreams for departed souls to resolve their obsessions, there will also be short arcs set in different worlds, including xianxia, ancient times, and the Republican era.

--------Coming Soon: "It Must Not Be Empty"-------

A scheming, sickly, half-dead fortune-teller x an arrogant, devoted, half-dead immortal bird

On his way to catch ghosts, Ning Rufeng came across a blind fortune-teller.

The blind man said, "Young man, I see black qi clinging all around you. You'll meet with disaster on this trip. I have a talisman here..."

Ning Rufeng poked the black qi around him. "Oh, these ghosts are mine. But your fortune-telling is pretty accurate. I'm going to cause the disaster myself."

The blind man grabbed his leg. "Boss, take me with you!"

In the end, Ning Rufeng brought the clingy blind man along.

Because the blind man said he could help him find the person he was looking for.

Later, Ning Rufeng discovered that the blind man was not only a fraud, but also a cripple and a sickly weakling. He would spit up blood every now and then and looked as if he didn't have long to live.

Fine. Showing a little mercy and protecting the old, weak, and disabled now and then couldn't hurt.

Besides, the blind man was quite handsome.

Being fond of beauty is in a bird's nature. It can't be helped.

Until the battle at Mount Wuming, when the frail blind man who couldn't even look after himself shielded him, swept through the ghosts with a bamboo cane, then turned back and smiled at him.

"Little bird, how about becoming my disciple?"

*

Xie Buyu had his eye on a fool.

That fool had unusual spiritual meridians, carried ghostly qi, and was easy to deceive.

He tricked him into becoming his hired fighter, then coaxed him into becoming his disciple.

In the end, still not satisfied, he wanted to trick him into his heart as well.

But whatever is gained by deception is never real.

Xie Buyu watched as countless currents of ghostly qi pierced Ning Rufeng's chest. He slowly closed his eyes and deceived him one last time.

"Everything I tricked you out of before, I'll give back. Please don't hate Master anymore, okay?"

Core message: Learn to love yourself, and love this world too.