[The plot is being reworked. Once the novel next door about the heiress is finished, I'll fill in the gaps here.]
A hundred days after escaping from the cultivation world and returning to the modern world, Yu Fu fell in love.
Her boyfriend was tall, handsome, and rich. He loved her and was only good to her, so Yu Fu was very satisfied.
There was just one problem: her boyfriend's obsession with her was always a little too sick.
Ji Yin suffered from an insatiable craving.
He loved smelling her, pressing close to her skin, and after a little while he'd turn her face toward him and kiss her passionately.
He was a full-fledged addict, unable to bear being apart from her for even a moment.
He wanted all of her and took his anger out on anyone of the opposite sex who tried to get close to her.
Whenever her attention wandered from him, he would smile as he warned her:
"Xiao Fu, you looked at someone else twice. That's not allowed."
"Love only me. How about we make them all die?"
After seeing how powerful the one from the cultivation world was, Yu Fu's tolerance shot up. She figured her boyfriend was just extremely emotionally dependent on her, and that they could keep dating.
Then one night, Yu Fu happened to wash her face with pomelo water.
In the blink of an eye, her boyfriend's reflection in the mirror began to twist, then gradually came together to form the face she knew best and feared most.
The Ghost King, Li Yin.
Li Yin stood behind her, squeezing her face, his sinister expression chilling her to the bone.
He said, "Xiao Fu, you never escaped from the palm of my hand."
The scene around her abruptly shifted. Her modern home crumbled and vanished before her eyes, revealing what the place had really been all along.
She had never left the Ghost King's lair.
Painful memories came flooding back.
Yu Fu had once exhausted herself trying to escape the blood-soaked cultivation world, but her plans were thwarted time and time again.
The instigator propped his face in one hand as the demon whispered:
"Xiao Fu, are you planning how to leave me again?"
"But I think... I've already fallen in love with you!"
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Theme: Sincerity for sincerity
