Although Sheng Yichi was a Sentinel with an immortal body,
he still died.
He died in a psychic power surge after a failed mission, and dragged his Guide, Li Qianlu, down with him.
Fine. He'd lived long enough in this life.
Besides, Li Qianlu had died with him, so he'd gotten his money's worth.
But before the blood had even dried, Sheng Yichi woke up.
When he opened his eyes, he had returned to the night he and Li Qianlu had lost control and fallen into chaos.
The bad news: This was where their enmity in their previous life had begun.
The good news: If he played things right, there was still plenty of room to turn things around.
But after thinking it over, Sheng Yichi decided he should take advantage of having the initiative and kill Li Qianlu outright.
That's right, kill him.
Even if he didn't do it, Li Qianlu would end up doing the same to him anyway.
After all, the bond between them had been a twisted thing from the start.
Under the influence of the Black Star, every time they guided each other's psychic energy, one of them had to pay with their life.
So he and Li Qianlu were hardly a pure and peaceful couple.
From the moment they bonded, they were mortal enemies, locked in ruthless competition, fighting, growing stronger at each other's expense, and devouring one another.
Before everything got worse, whoever struck first had the right to act.
Sheng Yichi pressed a knife to the back of Li Qianlu's neck.
A little pressure was all it would take to end this.
No.
The knife stopped.
The aloof, proud Li Qianlu of his memories had bent down, kneeling and bowing his head. His mouth opened, his tongue licked with a seriousness bordering on reverence, and his breathing came in short, suffocating gasps... His behavior was the complete opposite of what Sheng Yichi remembered from their previous life.
Sheng Yichi watched as the damp air in the cramped bathroom flushed Li Qianlu's pale ear tips red. His body stiffened, his mind reeled, and his heart pounded. He couldn't tell if it was fear, desire, or something else.
Was this a change brought about by being reborn?
Or had the cunning Li Qianlu deliberately set a trap for him?
"Or maybe Heaven favors the children of tragedy and has deliberately granted us a chance to make up for our regrets?"
The moment the thought appeared, it was like placing a sweet piece of candy in the hand of a poor child. He couldn't bear to let go.
Sheng Yichi lowered his eyes, quelling his murderous intent and changing his mind.
Counting on his memories from his previous life, Sheng Yichi decided to take a gamble.
Back then, Li Qianlu had led him on and drawn him into guilt, making him crave guidance until he was nearly mad.
Now that he had another life and an information advantage, why not make Li Qianlu submit to him instead, dependent on him, guilty toward him, and consumed with longing for his Sentinel?
That's right. This time, he would guide Li Qianlu and fulfill the duties of a Guide.
Thinking this, Sheng Yichi pressed Li Qianlu's head down hard, oppressing him in revenge. Yet he put on an innocent smile, softened his voice, and spoke as sweetly as honey:
"Li Qianlu, let's go back to how we used to be. I'll call you big brother again, okay?"
Li Qianlu's slowly moving eyes immediately welled with tears. He lifted his head and went along with it, but his expression, veiled in shadow, was so deep that it was impossible to read.
[Little Chi.]
[You're finally back.]
Beautiful mental state, even more beautiful face. Former Sentinel, now Guide top: Sheng Yichi
Emotionally stable, feelings so intense they're almost damp. Former Guide, now Sentinel bottom: Li Qianlu
Strong leads, both reborn. The Guide and Sentinel worldbuilding includes author-created settings.
Theme: Cherish the present and look forward to the future.
