Junior Brother GB

[The copywriting is from the perspective of the male protagonist] On the day I became possessed, my senior sister put the sword on my shoulder and asked me why I wanted to kill my senior brother and master with my own hands. I thought about the senior brother who wanted to seize her spiritual root, the master who wanted to dig up her immortal bones, the harmony pretended by everyone in the master's sect, and the senior sister who needed to take my body back and hand it over to the master. ​I didn't say anything. Senior sister said that she was in the same school, and she allowed me to say her last words. I thought about the more than ten years that I followed my senior sister, I thought about tracing my senior sister's eyebrows with my eyes day and night, and I thought about my senior sister standing in front of me when the hundred ghosts walked at night. I still didn't say anything, just kissed the tip of her sword gently. When I woke up again, the candle on the bedside was licking the air greedily. Amidst the crackling sound of the candle, the senior sister was sitting on the end of the bed, wiping her sword. Before I had time to be surprised that I was still alive, my senior sister had already put away her sword and glanced at me lightly, "Are you awake?" But what I was thinking at that moment was, Senior sister, why did you wipe the sword I kissed? PS: The copywriting is from the first-person perspective of the male protagonist, and the main text is from the third-person perspective of the female protagonist. The male protagonist is physically and mentally clean. Intention: Don't be impulsive.