Xiao She has no heart. When he took Nie Huanzhen as his disciple, he just treated him as a puppy that could wag its tail and read people's eyes. It was cute when teased and could not bite.
Nie Huanzhen was not a fool and pretended to be pitiful towards Xiao She. His love words were mixed with truth and lies, he was ruthless in his stabbings, and he was so bold that he used his identity as Xiao She's disciple to deceive him everywhere.
Xiao: This was not the case when you begged to be my cauldron.
Nie: Oh? So what?
Xiao: ... I beg you, please.
——Please don't die as a martyr again, please don't die so calmly, please spare me a glance. Please.
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This is the long, severe winter for the human race.
Three hundred years ago, demons invaded, auras withered, snow fell, and hot winds sweltered. The human race had nowhere to escape and nowhere to hide. The vast country of Kyushu can barely survive even if it is reduced to a small city.
That being the case, that being the case——
This world is so topsy-turvy, love, hate and fate, truth and falsehood, cold and hot, all seem as small as dust. It is better to drink and sing loudly, tighten the bow string, and go straight to the Sirius.
In the days when demons were suppressing the environment and the city was closed by heavy snow, Nie was so cold that he had to be held in Xiao She's arms. Xiao She asked him: "Do you like me or your senior brother more?"
Nie Huazhen reached out and hooked his neck. When Xiao She lowered his head and came closer, he closed his eyes, smiled and said softly: "I like it all."
Master is mine, and senior brother is mine too.
Reading information:
1. Squeamish and tough apprentice 0x hot at first and cold at the end 1
2. Partial group portrait
Intention: Mind the world
