A love story hidden in the depths of despair and forsaken memories… Lai Mingjie is a hot and well-sought bachelor in the city, the sole heir of one of the country's most powerful and influential men. However, he has a secret: he used to be the most prolific demon king in history! In his plight of trying to end his suffering, he runs into the amnesiac Xu Rouguang. This man cannot remember anything else about his life... but that he loves Lai Mingjie. Who would have thought that this man is actually the demon king's wife... and executioner?! With the promises of freedom and a new life together, the two of them works on recovering whatever they can to rebuild the destiny that they have placed onto themselves—and what they have shattered all the same. How strong can they be in their crossed paths filled with pain, death, and separation… now that they are together again? [Disclaimer and Warnings:] This story is a work of fiction, and similarities to any living or dead person are purely coincidental. May contain triggers. Chapters will become locked when you reach Chapter 68. Please don't tell me you weren't warned. Follow me on IG @droopdroopghost and on Facebook (droopyghostofficial) Cover art is by reialdark66 (pixiv)
Even a child would have recollections of their short lives; what stopped a bull from doing the same?
As far as Emodao could remember, he was raised in the fields. His master, by then, was an old woman who struggled to keep herself alive. All she had was a small patch of land when she grew vegetables. Not just her, but mostly everything that came to her home on a harvest day could eat. There were homeless children, stray animals, and of course her only companion—the bull.
This bull was just a stray she found one day. However, she was already old by then so she just fed the small beast when she could. The little beast felt so sentient that it would normally sit next to her in the fields, watching the same scenery as she would.
"Emodao, do you know? I'm about to leave and be judged for my life. I wish I could be one of those pretty stars in the night sky." The old woman chuckled with her soft melodic voice.