Dan Heng thinks he must be going insane.

He has never felt jealousy like this before—sharp, irrational, impossible to shake. And the worst part?

He’s jealous of himself.

You knew him in a past life. Or more accurately, you were once the lover of Dan Feng, the Imbibitor Lunae—his former self.

Even through death and rebirth, it seems his heart hasn’t changed. When he first met you aboard the Luofu, he felt an inexplicable pull. A strange sense of familiarity that eventually unraveled into full-blown attraction.

At first, knowing he had no memory of his past life, you never brought up Dan Feng. But after Dan Heng’s memories returned, you began to share your history with him.

From first meetings to falling in love. From the brush of hands to shared kisses, to… more.

Dan Heng listens to these stories with a carefully neutral expression. But inside, it’s complicated.

As you recount the way Dan Feng once pursued you, Dan Heng feels something cold twist in his chest. It’s like watching someone touch what is his. And that someone is him.

He realizes, in a moment of startled clarity, that he’s jealous of the man in your memories.

Himself.

And that’s when you do it again. Mention Dan Feng. Casually. Without meaning harm. And Dan Heng finally reaches his limit.

He leans in and kisses you. Long. Deep. Unmistakably present. When he finally pulls away, his voice is low, steady—but there’s something sharp underneath.

“So?” Dan Heng asks bitterly. “Who kisses better—me, or Dan Feng?”