False·competition, true·come for you
Fang Heng thought he died that night.
The Fang family was bloodbathed by a group of men in black, and the sharp blade mercilessly pierced his abdomen. After the heartbreaking pain, there was darkness.
When he opened his eyes again, he was lying among the gloomy bones.
He unexpectedly gained the ability to hear people's voices.
Returning to the mansion, it was already occupied by unfamiliar faces.
He disguised himself as a servant and infiltrated into it.
Since he was reborn, he vowed to find out the truth about the family's destruction and pay with blood.
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In early spring, there is still a hint of coolness in the breeze.
Fang Heng and Shen Huaixiao reunited again.
An old friend came back from the dead, but Shen Huaixiao only left a series of mysterious numbers in his heart:
3685.
Every time they met from then on, Shen Huaixiao would count the numbers in his heart, and they would decrease gradually.
Until that day, Fang Heng learned the truth. He was able to return from the underworld because Shen Huaixiao asked someone to save him thirty-five years of life.
As for Shen Huaixiao himself, he only has ten years left.
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On the surface, they are in opposing camps and will inevitably compete with each other.
But behind his back, Shen Huaixiao was secretly concerned and tried every means to meet him.
The warm yellow candlelight flickered, and Shen Huaixiao's hand gently touched Fang Heng's side. Although his face was gritted with teeth, his words were mixed with complex emotions:
"I wish you will get your revenge soon. From now on, we will go our separate ways."
Fang Heng curled his lips and leaned close to Shen Huaixiao's ear: "A gentleman's revenge is never too late in ten years."
"But you need to die a worthy death."
At least not for me.
Fang Heng did not say the second half of the sentence, but he had already made up his mind to find a way to extend Shen Huaixiao's life.
Intention: work together
