Who Can Blame Me for Being Reborn?

In his previous life, the bottom resorted to every means available to take revenge. He could use anyone and kill anyone.

Parents who didn't love one another, a cold-blooded brother, a fake sister, a greedy best friend, a hypocritical lover... They were all just stepping stones on his path to vengeance.

No one was sincere with him, so he had no reason to feel guilty toward anyone.

He wasn't afraid of being abandoned by everyone, and he had no regrets about risking everything.

He had crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Heaven had let him live so he could have his revenge.

But he never expected that, after finally exacting his revenge, just as he was about to die and have his soul destroyed beneath the tribulation, the man he had used again and again would suddenly rush into that deadly place and shield him with his own body.

He had always thought that this man, like everyone else, had repeatedly given way and offered him help only to secure greater benefits for his clan.

But now, the man merely looked at him and stroked his face. He told him that he had never regretted anything he had done for the bottom in this life. He was simply tired of being used over and over.

He said, "If we could start over, I definitely wouldn't love you so much again..."

The bottom's heart clenched, and he hurried to grab the man's hand.

But the time for the tribulation had come. They both vanished in the lightning.

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The bottom was in the middle of the lightning tribulation one moment, and the next he was back in his home from a hundred years ago.

Back then, he had just crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. His heart was dead, and he had given up on everything.

The man came to visit him while he was badly injured. During a lull in their conversation, he looked out at the begonia blossoms falling from the branches and sighed, "What a pity."

The bottom: "?"

The man: "They're late this year. Get better soon, and next year I'll take you outside the city to see the begonias."

He sounded as if he were just making conversation, but the bottom glimpsed the affection hidden beneath the promise.

The bottom suddenly began to laugh, louder and louder.

If we could start over, you definitely wouldn't love me so much again?

The man's words still echoed in his ears.

The man asked, confused, "What's wrong?"

The bottom shook his head, wiping away the tears of laughter as he looked at the begonias. "It's a pity."

What a pity that I'm the one who was reborn.

You don't stand a chance. This time, your heart will still belong to me.

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The devoted, gentle top x the ruthless, unhinged bottom

He'll get his revenge, and he'll get the top too. This time, he can have both.

Theme: Love and freedom