I cannot stop thinking about it all from Mo Fang's pov. His sole guardian since infancy views him as a means of achieving an old and cruel ambition, has groomed him for it, and every care and affection he's received are because of his usefulness in this regard. The moment he pushes back and tries to make his own choice, he's possessed and forced to lose control over his own body and person.
He finds out what it is to protect and be protected amongst the very people he must eventually betray. He is eventually manipulated into the betrayal anyways, and physically forced to keep making it worse. His best friend of centuries, the one he loves, refuses to see past the betrayal, does not care that he's possessed, because ever since he betrayed them he is no longer among those she protects. Even a God deems him the one guilty for it all without hesitation, even for his own possession. And Mo Fang loves Shen Li and hates himself enough to internalize it all and sacrifice himself to trap the one controlling him in his own body for as long as possible, forever perhaps.
And then Fu Rong, of all people, stumbles across him and ends up being choked by Fu Sheng. Mo Fang fights it and tells him to leave while he can, but somehow this fool is the one who lingers! He's the only one who gives Mo Fang the benefit of the doubt, and cares enough to try and save him. What do you do when those you've spent your life following abandon you, but this person who should mean nothing, who had no reason to care about you, helps you out when he should by all sense be walking away instead?
