I Can’t Possibly Take Pity On A Demon

On the day I died, a spring rain started to fall on the world.

I shouldn’t have but I couldn’t help but think of Yan Chao Sheng.

For the past centuries, he had always stood in front of me stubbornly, even taking and blocking lightnings for me.

On these naive times , I used to think that he loved me. Until later, he brought back the one who was truly in his heart, a fairy with whom I shared a great likeness.

I sighed, how cruel.

I gave my last breath too soon, therefore I didn’t get to see a figure staggering towards me under the heavy rain.

Yan Chao Sheng, the powerful demon king who owned everything under the sky, couldn’t even fly on a cloud at that moment.

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Opening my eyes once again, I returned to seven hundred years ago.

Yan Chao Sheng back then was still young, not yet the demon king, but just the lowest disciple who was born with a demon pulse and suffered all kinds of mistreatments.

I surely felt that being s*upid once was already enough.

When he grabbed the corner of my clothes and I then trampled on his fingers, he still refused to let go.

I no longer loved him and this was just the beginning.

[A demon X his cute wife who was very sweet and clingy wife in his memories but is no longer like that]

After so many hardships, no matter how pitiful Yan Chao Sheng was, Liu Shuang always remembered the day of the catastrophe, so she kept telling herself, to never pity a demon again.

And Yan Chao Sheng, who tempered his soul and broke his bones for her, never retrieved the sweet and gentle her of back then.