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Bu Bai died with grievances once again. Heâd originally planned to check on the protagonist one last time before leaving this world. However, he didnât expect that the fatally poisoned man would still have the strength to kill him.
âBoss, do I have a scent that attracts the villains to kill me?â Bu Bai was depressed.
âWas it not in his right to kill you?â Boss gave Bu Bai a contemptuous glance.
Taking a moment to consider his words, Bu Bai was no longer that depressed. After all, not only did he deceive the villain, he also used the villainâs feeling to murder him. On the other hand, that man only stabbed him once with his sword. His actions were actually quite reasonable.
After resolving the knot in his heart, he became much more relaxed. He quickly reverted back to his natural temperament and hugged the fluffy round furball to give it a fierce rub. He only let go after being given a vicious bite. Bu Bai used his pair of watery eyes to look accusingly at Boss.
Boss didnât bother to coax him and directly tossed him into the next world. He flew in a parabolic arc, but since he was in a spiritual form, his landing was gentle. Confused by his soft landing, he looked around the fascinating room with interesting little toys and gadgets laid out on display. Bu Bai suddenly had a bad feeling. When the hostâs memories entered his soul, he realized that the situation was really not great.
This time the villainâs name was Bai Yu, the Regent King of this country. However, his regime was the lifelong kind. It was said that when the regent was still a little prince, his mother, Princess Joan, was accused of adultery and executed. The little prince was also proven to be a bastard son - unrelated to the late emperor by blood. In order to preserve his reputation, the late emperor didnât make the situation public and continued to raise the little prince as his son. However, the longer he raised him, the less pleasing to the eye he was. On the surface, he would act as a loving father. He would spoil him, saying that he pitied the poor child who lost his mother so early in life. However, behind the scenes, he would find someone to attempt an assassination on him from time to time. Eventually, without the protection of his mother, the child prince became a target for all those residing in the imperial palace.
Thus, the villain slowly grew up and learned to thrive in this type of environment where everyone was after his life. Fortunately, his motherâs family still had some prominence and the assassination attempts couldnât be too obvious. The child himself was also quick-witted and had quickly noticed the attitudes of those around him. Later, when he finally gained enough strength, he was ahead by one step and killed the late emperor first. He then named himself as the Regent King and set his youngest imperial brother as the future king. When asked, he said that he enjoyed the feeling of manipulating things from the shadows.
Just before his death, the late emperor told him about his tainted lineage with the intent to make him feel guilty. Who knew that this psychopath didnât give a damn since a long time ago, and spit out a single sentence with cold aloofness: Now that the throne is already in my hands, what does it matter who I am? And angered the late emperor to death.
Unfortunately, villains were the type of beings who couldnât act cool for more than 3 seconds before the male lead kills them. The new emperor relied on his protagonist halo and bide his time. He eventually overthrew the Regent Kingâs tyranny. Thatâs what was originally supposed to happen according to the plot. However, the worldâs storyline suddenly became distorted and took an abnormal route. The protagonist emperor was fiercely suppressed by the villain from the very beginning of the story and couldnât find an opportunity to return to his intended fate in his entire life. On the other hand, the originally cruel and brutal villain suddenly saw the light and became shrewd. He quickly gained the admiration of the commoners, and his prestige shot through the roof, greatly surpassing that of the male lead.
As for Bu Bai, he was the object of the villainâs first love. It was said that on that day, the angle and lighting were impeccable. Bai Yu, who would occasionally come by the restaurant to drink some fragrant wine, fell in love at first sight with the man on the second floor. Then, despite the manâs lowly status of a waiter, he recklessly pursued the man for several months. Naturally, Bu Baiâs heart was warmed by his action and no longer treated him like a guest. He started to truly consider him as his partner and looked for an opportunity to confess. He took a chance and asked him: âWill you marry me?â
Bu Bai waited quietly nearby for someone to find him and put him down. If he entered the body now, he feared that the body would have to experience death twice in one night.
Not far from Hua Jie, Bai Yu opened his eyes. The current him could be called Bai Yu, yet he was not Bai Yu at the same time. The original Bai Yu had been reborn. He knew that this day was the day his lover died. If heâd known that his lover would kill himself so decisively because of his refusal, he wouldâve never deceived him for the sake of protecting him. It wasnât that he didnât want to marry him, only, he knew that he was in a dangerous situation and didnât want to bring his lover into it. It was ok for the Regent to favour a small waiter, but if he tried to marry him, others will start to think differently about their relationship. For the current him, love was a noose. He didnât want his love to become his weakness. He was lucky enough to be reborn and thought that he could prevent the same thing from happening, but he didnât expect that he would be squeezed out of his body by a much more powerful soul. If it hadnât been for the fact that he had begged for one last chance to save his lover, he would probably have been squeezed out long ago.
He couldnât figure out why the new, insanely powerful soul, would allow him to occupy the body so easily when he said that he wanted to save his loverâs life. It was even more difficult to understand the vacant look of anguish on their face, but it didnât matter now, there was something infinitely more important to him.
Bai Yu ran desperately to the familiar room. No one dared to stop the imperial regent. He rushed straight to Bu Baiâs door, but the moment he opened the door, he saw his lover hanging from the beam. The blood drained from his face. Was he too late?
He quickly let the man down and felt for his breath. Nothing, he was gone. Bai Yu thought, then for what reason did I come back this time? If theyâd never intended to give him any hope, why bring him back? He cried unreservedly for the first time since he became an adult. His tears blurred his eyes and he failed to notice the slight frown and half-open eyes on the man in his arms. âBai Yu.â A single sound brought back Bai Yuâs reason. He disbelievingly watched his lover who had returned to life. He felt his loverâs warm skin and instantly became happy like a child. Yet in the next second, he lost control of his arm and struck Bu Baiâs sleeping accupoint.
Gently looking at the comatose man, he said: âItâs fine as long as youâre alive. I no longer have any regrets.â Then, he requested of the other man inside his body: âWill you promise to marry him for me and take care of him for life?â
The man in his body might have wanted to refuse, but when the words left his mouth, they became: âI promise youâ.
âThank you.â Bai Yu said. He took one last look at his true love, and as if sighing, yet contented, he inevitably returned to nothingness.
At the same time, another person opened their eyes. Their pupils were stained with a faint reddish haze that faded slowly. Bai Yu lowered his head to look at the unconscious man, and impatiently threw him onto the bed. Then he sat alone by the window, slowly drinking wine. The moonlight shone on his face, giving off a feeling of coldness and solitude.
He did not know who he was or where he came from. His memory bank was completely empty, save an obsession to destroy his brother Bai XiuLan, the future emperor. He didnât know where the hatred came from, but heâd always followed his intuition. Since the hatred existed, there was no reason not to destroy that object of hatred. He was also not a benevolent person, and it simply wasnât in his nature to help someone out of sympathy. However, when he saw Bai Yuâs appearance, a distant figure appeared in his mind. He felt the same sadness of losing his loved one, the same grief, and he inexplicably couldnât refuse his request.
However, that didnât mean that he could love that man as much as the original Bai Yu did, the most he could do is marry him.
*From this point on Bu Bai assumes the position and role of the original Bu Bai.*
The first thing Bu Bai saw when he woke up was the man sitting at the table. He had an appearance that matched the original Bu Baiâs memories, yet he seemed slightly different. That person didnât use to give off such a frigid to the bones aura.
Bai Yu sensed the other man stir and asked: âWhy commit suicide?â His hand didnât even leave the cup, still holding it in midair, as though unwilling to move an inch for the man on the bed.
Painful rope marks scarred Bu Baiâs neck. It was inevitable that he would be a little zoned out on the bed, after all, he was originally supposed to die, yet was somehow saved. On the other hand, looking at that manâs attitude, he clearly didnât care about his life and death, yet had the face to ask this kind of question.
Because you donât want me, the words wouldnât leave his mouth. If Bai Yu was still the same Bai Yu that had loved him before, then he wouldnât have any issues saying such words immediately, but he couldnât find a single trace of familiarity or love in the current Bai Yu. At that moment, Bu Bai finally realized the huge difference in status between himself and that person. It was a gap that couldnât be bridged simply through love.
Bu Bai remained silent and Bai Yu lost his patience. He put down his cup and said to Bu Bai, âIâll marry you tomorrow.â
âWhy?â Didnât you say that you didnât love me? Why would you still want to marry my lowly self?
âBen Wang needs a companion, thatâs the only reason.â Bai Yu didnât want to explain any more. Besides, it was difficult to explain in the first place. He didnât want to spend too much time on such trifles. Finished speaking, he immediately opened the door to leave and did not show any concern for Bu Bai, who had just escaped from the grasp of death, from beginning to end.
The door closed tightly. The force used wasnât great, but Bu Bai felt as if it had slammed straight into his heart. He finally got what he wanted, yet he could not feel any joy. The original illusion was thoroughly destroyed by his willfulness, leaving behind only the coldness of a stranger. If you donât love me, why marry me, why make me foolishly believe in your love.
In the brightly lit Hua Lou, Bu Bai sank into the darkness and cried silently. He didnât look like someone who was about to be married at all.
The next day, the crowds filled the streets, and everyone was envious of the little waiter who would soon become the regentâs wife. In their eyes, Bu Bai did not even qualify for the position of the Regent Kingâs male favorite, let alone the noble status of his wife. However, the man ignored all the criticisms and doubts - he was going to marrying Bu Bai and gift him the title of his first wife. The people speculated that perhaps what this prominent figure felt for Bu Bai was the so-called true love.
On the other hand, the person involved had a different opinion. When he was told that he would hold the title of first wife, heâd hoped that the man still had him in his heart. However, when he walked out the door in his ceremonial robes, he discovered that no matter how extravagant the marriage was, it couldnât cover up the fact that the groom was not even in attendance. Was he unwilling to the point of not even appearing to receive his new wife?
Holding tightly onto the corner of his robes, Bu Bai restrained his impulse to escape. This kind of ceremony was not what he wanted. All he wanted was a lover who would accompany him for life. Since that person wasnât even here, did this marriage even hold any meaning anymore?
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