I Fell In Love With My White Moonlight's Arch-Enemy | 我爱上了白月光的死对头 [BL]

Chapter 1

The scorching sun was like blood, the wine banners stood upright.

A winding city wall extended all the way to the boundless wilderness, like a sharp dagger cutting the throat in one stroke.

A group of wild dogs gathered in the corner.

When the light of the setting sun passed the border of the walls, it fell on the cooked meat they were tearing at. I took a step back.

I was extremely afraid of dogs but I was too hungry to listen to reason. The desire to eat muddled my head, making me step foot into the violent fighting grounds of the wild dogs.

A dog the size of a copper bell stared at me. I held the bamboo stick picked up, telling myself incessantly. If the dog didn't move recklessly, I wouldn't move as well.

The black dog wagged its tail, staring straight at me viciously. All of a sudden, its mouth bit the head of the bamboo. I quickly let go and picked up the chicken leg, running backwards as fast as I could. The group of dogs started to get excited, chasing me and barking clamorously.

I quickly lost the strength to run, staggering a few steps and tumbled over a stone, falling down to the ground.

A dog pounced towards me. My legs started to shake and I couldn't help but retreat. In that instant, the sight of the dog's face magnified in my pupils.

The nerves in my head instantly snapped, turning my mind blank.

The head of the dog fell into my arms, its blood splashing all over my body. After a long time, finally reacted and screamed, throwing the dog's head away and bawling.

With his back towards the sun, he stood there, looking at me without batting an eyelid. After staring for a while, he walked towards me and used his sword to hook my outer clothing, wiping the blood on it with furrowed brows.

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I cried watching him take off my outer clothes, continued crying watching him wipe his sword clean, and was still crying watching him gesture the spiritual fire technique, burning the outer clothing to ashes.

But he didn't pay any heed to me from start to end.

I finally got tired from crying and shifted my feet aside to pick up the chicken leg. Just as I was about to stuff it into my mouth, he swiftly smacked my hand away and the chicken leg fell down to the ground again.

I looked at him and wanted to cry but I couldn't.

I continued to sob, thinking to myself. There was no one more pitiful than me in this world.

He sighed and brought me to a tavern. As though I was a puppet, he held me by the neck, throwing me to the cask filled with hot water.

The scratches on my elbow hurt but it was bearable. Mother said it was best to exercise restraint in unfamiliar surroundings.

***

I sat in the cask for a quarter of an hour, the hot water soon turning cold.

The cask was tall and big. I tried to climb out many times but failed. My legs turned limp and my head submerged into the water. In that instant, I felt very aggrieved. I didn't get bitten to death by the dog but I was going to drown to death.

I had a dream. In the dream, mother was there. She sat atop of a reef, smiling as she pinched my face.

Mother was really beautiful.

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Inside the dream, it felt like I was supported by a big white cloud. It was soft and fluffy, feeling extremely comfortable.