It's all his fault.
Pain, regret, anger, and repression intertwine in everything, forming a calm exterior but a turbulent interior. The longer the waves are suppressed by the calm surface, the fiercer and more terrifying the accumulated storm becomes.
When he first arrived in this small world, or even in the previous small world, he harbored a hidden malice and relief.
Her reincarnation was so fragile and weak that she could only be sheltered under his wings and would never be separated from him again.
She can't leave.
No one in this world is stronger than him, and no one can take her away from him! She will never, ever break apart before him again; she will be with him forever and ever—
He concealed the sinister and possessive nature hidden in his eyes with gentleness and affection. When his trembling hands touched her shoulders, he used all his strength to prevent those hands from gripping her body, locking her in with iron chains, and binding her to himself.
This is not a demon in my heart.
The inner demons of cultivators are born from the dark side of Rahu. In order to defeat the Heavenly Dao, he stepped on Rahu Guo to seize power comparable to that of a saint, and thus also absorbed the darkness of the whole world into his body.
He was never corrupted by inner demons.
Because he is like the inner demon himself.
Birds that lose their mate and live alone cannot live long.
But the Golden Crow, who cannot die and is destined to live a lonely life for ten thousand years, suffers even more unbearable pain.
When the Golden Crow, living alone in unbearable pain, met its resurrected companion.
—Wouldn't he want to press her tightly into his chest, to fuse her flesh and bones into one, and to block out her sky so that she wouldn't be blown away by the wind?
Seeing his reaction, Bai Shu became even more certain of her guess, but it was precisely because she guessed correctly that she was even more upset.
He looked like a wounded cub, carefully covering his wounds with his wings, holding his head high and pretending to be strong and calm, but his eyes always revealed a cautious vulnerability.
“I’ve been wondering why you like me,” Bai Shu looked up at him, turned her hand over and squeezed his hand tightly, and said softly and gently, “The me you like is definitely not a weak and incompetent person, so why not give it a try?”
"Hey, what do you want to try? Tell me, I'd love to hear it too—"
As the two were talking, a strange cry suddenly rang out from the side. Looking up, they saw a young man in a black shirt swaggering over, holding a glass of wine.
The young man was handsome, but his eyes were slightly darkened by indulgence. Three buttons on his shirt were undone, revealing a thin line of muscle on his chest, giving him a wicked air amidst his debauchery.
"Mu Sheng".
Xiao Lingchen's face immediately darkened. He subconsciously wanted to step forward to block Bai Shu, but then he remembered what she had just said, so he stopped halfway and reluctantly put his foot down.
But she turned her face away and casually raised her hand, which happened to block Bai Shu's view and Mu Sheng's chest.
“I’m in better shape than him.”
He muttered under his breath.
Bai Shu wanted to laugh, but the six words he uttered carried a bittersweet flavor, as if the next line was "If you don't believe me, I'll take off my clothes and show you." She raised her hand and patted his shoulder, whispering, "Mind your manners."
He gritted his teeth: "Just wait, when we get to the beach, I'll show you what I'm made of—"
Mu Sheng watched the two talking quietly with a grin, not disturbing them, seemingly deliberately displaying his refined manners. Only after Bai Shu and Xiao Lingchen finished talking did he chuckle, beckon the waiter carrying the wine tray, and raise his wine glass.
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