Bound to Mary Sue, I am against involution in the world of immortal cultivation

When Fan Ning returned to the Demon Palace, the lights in the room were already on.

In the dim light, Ling You stood with his back to the screen. Even when he heard the door opening behind him, he kept his head down, and his hair hanging at his side trembled for a moment.

Fan Ning saw all his movements.

"It seems that I still make you unhappy." She took two steps forward, gently hugged Ling You, sighed, and said softly: "If you are unhappy, just pretend you don't know."

"Have you guessed the result?" Ling You asked her in a muffled voice.

Fan Ning turned the cold face over and looked at him for a long time, then called out his name.

"Ling You..."

"What kind of know-it-all do you think I am?" she said calmly, seeming somewhat helpless. "If I really knew everything, we wouldn't be in this situation now."

"If you really don't want to remember, then forget it... You're a spirit now, so I think it won't be difficult to erase your memory."

Ling You smiled bitterly: "It would be great if difficulties could really be forgotten."

But what is the truth? Even if it is forgotten, it will never truly disappear.

Fan Ning raised his eyes and looked at the pair of faintly broken eyes. He felt as if something was blocking his heart, causing him a lot of unhappiness.

She was not one to let herself be wronged. She frowned slightly and asked directly, "What exactly do you know?"

"I..." Ling You looked at her, took a deep breath, and seemed to be hesitant to speak again and again.

Finally, as if in defeat, he lowered his head and whispered, "Can you..."

"Can you leave here with me?"

"Let's go to a place where no one knows us... Forget about these disputes, let's leave and become a pair of immortal lovers..."

He seemed extremely uneasy, and when he spoke urgently, he even reached out to pull Fan Ning's sleeve.

The cold wind blew in through the open door, and snowflakes flipped over and seemed to fall on Fan Ning's eyebrows, flattening the corners of her mouth a little bit.

"A reason," she said, her expression calming down. "If you want me to give up, I need a reason that can completely convince me."

Fan Ning did not rashly cut off all possibilities, but the moment the words fell, Ling You's body, which did not look like a human body, was soaked little by little by the sound of snow.

...It was so cold that he even felt like shivering.

"Why...why do you have to seize power and usurp the throne?"

There was a sense of emptiness and coldness in Ling You's eyes. He looked into Fan Ning's eyes without blinking - like a traveler alone in the snowy field holding up the only candle.

But the next second, the candle went out.

"Because I must reach the highest position," Fan Ning looked at him without looking away, fully revealing her ambition for the first time. "I've asked many people the same question."

"Some people do it for the benefit of the people, some do it for money, fame, and fortune..."

"And I am not as noble and pure as the former, nor as faithful as the latter."

"At first, I wanted everyone to see me. Later, I wanted to put my name on that bastard father. And now... all I want is to satisfy my own desires."

"I'm better than him, so I should be in that position, that's all."

Fan Ning's tone was light, but it was like a torch that had been burning for a long time and would continue to burn.

Ling You was silent. He looked at his hand that was grabbing the other person's sleeve, and for the first time, he despised his own cowardice.

But he couldn't tell the truth, and lies were bound to be exposed, so he could only choose to remain silent.

What else could he say, that his fate in this world was predetermined and he could never escape it?

…That’s useless.

How could Fan Ning like such a useless person?

Ling You blinked, as if relying on this weak movement to give himself courage.

"You're right," he held Fanning's hand again, and the shadow under the lamp grew longer and longer, "...I shouldn't have run away."

"There's nothing wrong with that." Fan Ning felt even more depressed. Seeing him not wanting to speak out, she became even more angry. "What you're thinking about, and what decision you want to make...that's your own business."

"But we are partners chosen by each other," Fan Ning's eyes were somewhat serious. He rarely said anything sarcastic. He simply said calmly, "Ling You, no matter what you heard, as long as it concerns our future, you can try to tell me."

Ling You remained silent. Fan Ning looked at him and suddenly brushed away the hand, feeling quite angry.

"Perhaps I should give you some time to think alone." A hint of disappointment appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she lowered her eyes quietly. "If you don't even have this much trust in me, then I should think carefully about what to do next."

"Fan Ning!" Ling You widened his eyes and subconsciously wanted to grab Fan Ning's fluttering sleeves.

Fan Ning turned around, without looking back, nor leaving again. A suffocating silence arose between them, pause by pause, opening a window at the position of their heart.

Ling You let go.

He looked dejectedly at the sound of people walking away on the snow, and the loneliness in his eyes burst out like a dam bursting.

The system that had just been brought back from the System Administration didn't dare to say a word.

Seeing Fan Ning walk away, it spoke cautiously: [What's going on... Do you really want to reconsider your relationship with Ling You?]

Although it is always said that Ling You went to "hell", the system itself never felt that Fan Ning had missed anything. Or to put it more bluntly, the other people in this plane were simply not suitable for Fan Ning.

But it also knows that Fan Ning is sincere to Ling You.

That might even be the most sincere thing a stingy person could ever give.

"Of course, separation is impossible, but I do think about reconsidering our relationship...

Fan Ning was very calm and walked calmly in the falling snow, as if the unpleasantness between them had never happened. She was even smiling.

Like a predator in the snow, the moment he answered the system, the dangerous aura on his body was revealed without any concealment.

That was the purest desire in her.

Like a king holding chess pieces, he will never allow anyone to make mistakes on their own.

I gave him too much freedom. He didn't trust me completely, nor was he willing to share my fate.

Fan Ning hated this kind of distrust.

The snowy road stretched forward, becoming shorter and shorter until it stopped in front of a door.

"What a rare guest! Lord Demon Lord, why are you visiting us so late at night?" Yu Li opened the door. He was not surprised to see Fan Ning.