I heard that I became the villain Bai Yueguang after I died

It was a past that was neither long nor short.

There is a group of people who came from all over the world and met each other when they were young.

He once got drunk and invited Mingyue to meet him, threatening that one day he would leave his name in the vast world of immortal cultivation.

I have also stood on the top of the Chuimeng Tower, looked at the prosperity of Yujing, and lit the fireworks in the sky with my own hands.

We also worked together and stood on that podium together, with everyone looking up at us and applauding.

At that time, they were in the prime of their youth and full of youthful vigor.

Later, their wish came true.

However, things have changed.

——In that war, it wasn’t just the girl from another world who died.

And them.

Some died, some went mad, some left, swords clashed, and the world fell apart.

No one remembered that they were once close friends.

Those bright and passionate youthful days have faded in the long river of time and become one of the inconspicuous gravel at the bottom of the river.

What year is it today?

The water fell from a great height, and the rumbling sound echoed in the cave.

Like thunder, shocking.

Sang Nian leaned against the rock wall, and the Past Flower in his hand fell silently to the ground, splashing a drop of water on the petals.

As it slowly slides down, it looks like a teardrop.

The rock wall is cold and hard, not very smooth, and has many protrusions.

It hurts my back.

But she leaned even harder, hoping to use the pain to sober herself up.

In Guixu, Xiao Zhuochen's words were still lingering in my ears.

Every word and sentence is sincere.

Sang Nian's eyes were sore.

It was obviously him who died, but he wanted to comfort the person who killed him.

He is really...very good.

In the cave, besides the sound of water, a whimpering sound was suddenly heard.

It was not loud, and the sound was almost drowned out by the waterfall as soon as it was made.

But Xie Chenzhou still heard it clearly.

He suppressed the urge to go in and hug her, leaned back, leaned against the stone wall, and gently closed his eyes.

I remembered it.

All the memories, whether happy or sad, come back to mind.

What will she do?

Will she... abandon him again?

After all, he is no longer the Xie Chenzhou of the past.

Now, he is a big devil that everyone fears, and a madman that everyone hates and wants to avoid.

——Perhaps this is why she is so distant from him.

Three hundred years have passed, he has aged a lot and is not as good looking as he used to be.

She...won't like him anymore.

Xie Chenzhou had some difficulty breathing.

His fingertips unconsciously brushed across his forearm, and blood immediately gushed out, dripping into a stream.

Just like countless times before, dripping from the fingertips.

Drenched with blood.

He was finally able to take a breath, like a drowning man struggling to break out of the water.

"What are you doing."

There was a pair of shoes in front of him, with a few drops of blood on the apricot-colored uppers, like a blooming red plum.

His eyelashes trembled and he wanted to put his hands behind his back.

The man grabbed his wrist and said in a serious tone, word by word:

"Let me ask you, Xie Chenzhou, what are you doing?"

He raised his eyes, his voice was hoarse:

"Near."

Sang Nian's face turned pale, and he held his wrist with his knuckles trembling slightly:

"Is this how you treat yourself when I'm not around?"

Xie Chenzhou's face was as pale as paper, and his moist eyes were filled with helplessness:

"Nian Nian, I just... just..."

Just too scared.

I’m afraid that you won’t come back, and I’m also afraid that if you come back you won’t want me anymore.

Sang Nian let go of his hand, grabbed his collar instead, and pulled him in front of her:

"Xie Chenzhou, you rely on the fact that you won't die, and you have been treating yourself like this all along?"

At this point, her voice rose a lot:

"What's wrong with you?!"

Hearing her question, Xie Chenzhou was silent for a while and then strangely calmed down.

He asked her, "Do you want to kill me?"

Sang Nian gritted his teeth: "I will kill you now."

He suddenly laughed, held her hand, and slowly moved it up to his throat.

"To kill someone, you have to pinch here."

Sang Nian looked at him for a few seconds, then suddenly bit his lips fiercely.

He froze for a moment, then suddenly grabbed the back of her head and deepened the kiss.

Things got out of hand.

I don't know when the surroundings turned into a tall palace.

The palace door opened, and the two men walked inside entangledly, their steps staggering.

The candlelight in the hall flickered silently, stretching their shadows long, all the way to the edge of the couch.

With a slight sound, Xie Chenzhou was pushed down onto the couch.

He half-raised his body, his dark eyes reflecting fire, and carefully touched the tip of Sang Nian's nose.

Sang Nian pinched his jaw and threatened:

"Xie Chenzhou, if you dare to do that again, I will..."

He said hoarsely: "What about you?"

Sang Nian gritted his teeth, stripped off his clothes, and bit his shoulder.

"I will bite you to death." She said vaguely.

Xie Chenzhou laughed muffledly, and suddenly stretched out his hand to pull her, and she fell suddenly on him, with her head pressed tightly against his chest.

He opened his arms and hugged her tightly, stroking her black hair from time to time.

She didn't struggle and let him hold her like this.

Time is quiet.

After a while, Sang Nian discovered something, his pupils shrank, he put his hand on his chest, his voice trembling:

"Xie Chenzhou, where is your heart?"

He didn't say anything, but just held her hand, lowered his eyes and bit her fingertips.

Sang Nian's eyes were filled with mist, and she spoke with a cry that she tried hard to suppress:

"Xie Chenzhou, where is your heart?"

Xie Chenzhou still didn't speak.

She pulled her hand back with all her strength, but couldn't hold back her tears.

"Who took your heart?"

Xie Chenzhou looked at her for a long time, took out a red jade ring with a warm texture from his arms, and carefully put it on her.

“My heart is here.”

She froze.

Xie Chenzhou kissed away the tears on her cheeks, with a humble attitude:

"Nian Nian, can you please... stop abandoning me?"

"..."

Sang Nian choked up, held his face and kissed his eyes.

"it is good."

The palace stands in the night.

The mermaid candle, which has not been extinguished for a thousand years, burns slowly, and the soft candlelight reflects a pair of figures in the tent.

Sang Nian was still crying.

Only this time, there was something else mixed in with the crying.

Soon, her lips were blocked and she could only make a few unclear hums.

It's like being on a wobbly boat that can never reach the shore and can only be tossed along by the current.

The hand with the ruby ​​ring fumbled around the pillow, trying to grab something.

Soon, the young man's bony hands came over and pressed down little by little.

Fingers intertwined.