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441 pages, Kindle Edition
First published November 20, 2024
In this lifetime—in these two lifetimes —his greatest fortune had been to meet Chu Wanning, and his greatest misfortune had been to wrong Chu Wanning. Such was their fate.
He stammered onward, unsure how to continue. Xu Shuanglin vividly remembered how Luo Fenghua—who seemed better addressed by xiao-gege than shifu—looked, standing beneath that tangerine tree in the bright sun of Linyi. His back was to the light, illuminating the slender green veins beneath the delicate rim of his ear, that fragile skin translucent amber in the light.
"He chuckled. "You certainly have faith in yourself.”
“Jiang-zhangmen is mistaken; my faith isn't in myself. My faith is in her."
Chu Wanning... He was so, so good. Why did he have to suffer such a cruel fate? To be deemed less than human, to have his creator treat him as a lifeless, empty shell, born for the sole purpose of sustaining the life of another?
He left every bit of his gentleness, trust, and innocence in that dignified monastery. Those were all things that Huaizui had given him. Now, alongside the splinters of his spiritual core and the blood that had run from his body, they were taken from him.