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Han held Xiao Zhan's hand tightly.
His palm had grown cold—
as if the truth he was about to reveal
would change everything between them.
Han:
"Zhan… what I'm about to tell you is heavy.
But you need to know it.
Because now… you're part of this story."
Xiao Zhan's breath caught in his throat.
He whispered:
Xiao Zhan:
"Han… please. Tell me the truth."
Han closed his eyes, as if the memories were slicing him open.
Three years ago
Lian, Yibo, and Han were a team.
Monster hunting, cursed spirits…
that was their world.
Han's voice trembled.
Han:
"Lian… wasn't just Yibo's teammate.
She was Yibo's weakness.
His heart."
Xiao Zhan's pulse quickened.
Xiao Zhan:
"So he… loved her?"
Han nodded slightly.
Han:
"Yes. But that's not all."
⚡ The Forbidden Mission
That night, there was a mission—
a spirit that fed on human emotions, growing stronger with every fear it absorbed.
Everyone warned them it was dangerous.
But—
Han:
"Yibo insisted.
He said, 'If we don't go… someone else will die.'
And Lian went with him because she trusted him."
But in the middle of the mission—
Han's voice dropped.
Han:
"Yibo made a mistake."
Xiao Zhan leaned forward, tense.
Xiao Zhan:
"What… what mistake?"
Guilt darkened Han's eyes.
Han:
"Lian was performing a ritual…
and Yibo was supposed to stop her.
Instead… he pushed her forward."
Xiao Zhan frowned, confused.
Xiao Zhan:
"Meaning…?"
Han swallowed hard.
Han:
"The spirit grabbed her.
Lian became the sacrifice—
in the exact place where Yibo was meant to stand."
Xiao Zhan froze.
No sound came out of him.
🩸 "There was no hero that night."
Han stared at the empty wall—
reliving that night all over again.
Han:
"And the worst part, Zhan?
Even while dying… Lian reached out to Yibo.
She looked into his eyes and said—"
He inhaled shakily.
"'It's not your fault.'"
Tears rolled down Xiao Zhan's cheeks.
Han continued, his voice low.
Han:
"But Zhan… Lian was wrong.
It was Yibo's fault.
And he refuses to tell anyone.
Because if the world found out…
Yibo would break."
Xiao Zhan's voice trembled.
Xiao Zhan:
"And Lian's spirit?"
Han looked straight into Zhan's eyes.
Han:
"Lian doesn't want revenge.
She wants the truth.
She wants Yibo to accept it—
so she can finally be free."
Xiao Zhan felt the ground vanish beneath him.
Xiao Zhan:
"So… that's why she comes into my dreams?"
Han nodded.
Han:
"Yes. Because you're the only one
Yibo can't lie to."
The air grew heavy.
Silence—sharp and suffocating.
Han squeezed Zhan's hand tighter.
Han:
"And now…
you have a choice to make.
Will you protect Yibo…
or give Lian the peace she deserves?"
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