To Save My Life, I Turned My Righteous Senior Brother Into a Ghost

[Shameless, naturally flirtatious woman x bright and noble, brooding ghost of a man]

Su Wannian transmigrated into a book, becoming a sickly cultivator in the cultivation world. She gasped after three steps, coughed after five, and was always at risk of fainting.

Her mission was to use her frail body to become a minor character who dies at the heroine's hands, leading the heroine to be misunderstood and expelled from her sect, setting the stage for a satisfying revenge story.

Su Wannian didn't want to die, and unexpectedly discovered a way out.

As long as she got close to the sect's senior disciple, her body would slowly recover.

Senior Brother Nan Yingxun was the most gifted person in the Lingxiao Sect. He reached the Core Formation stage at eighteen and the Nascent Soul stage at twenty-five. Yet he wasn't arrogant at all. Instead, he was gentle, kind, and upright, with a devoted following throughout the sect.

Su Wannian used this to create opportunities for physical contact: pretending to run into him, hiding in his arms when danger struck, and secretly touching him while he meditated...

Their contact progressed from ordinary touches to holding hands and embracing... Just as the rumors said, Senior Brother was good-natured. He neither refused nor took the initiative, seemingly treating Su Wannian as no more than a particularly frail junior sectmate who needed looking after.

That is, until she escaped the plot-mandated death and, overcome with guilt, stopped taking advantage of Nan Yingxun.

That night, Su Wannian entered her room and discovered someone was already inside. His face was as ethereal as an immortal's, his smile gentle.

Yet he wanted their fingers entwined, their bodies pressed close, even their breaths stolen away.

*

Recently, Nan Yingxun had been hounded by someone. When her pestering wore him down, the sword on his back moved at his whim, stopping a hair's breadth from kissing the delicate neck of the young woman.

The sickly girl was pale as she called him Senior Brother dependently, yet her hand was anything but well-behaved. It slid from his sleeve to his hand, gripping it tightly.

His body trembled in a hidden shiver. He breathed faintly, and his sword slipped into its sheath without resistance.

So be it. Who else could she rely on but him?

No one knew that Nan Yingxun suffered from severe touch starvation. He hated his useless body, and he hated physical contact with other people.

So Su Wannian, the one who had made him break his rule, had to take responsibility for him.

But his junior sister thought he was a good man who expected nothing in return, so Nan Yingxun played the part she expected of him.

And yet Su Wannian still didn't want him.

Trying my hand at a story with a female lead and male lead who are both the focus (?)

Warning: lots of descriptions of the heroine's frailty

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Theme: Live on, even in the face of death