Bengtie: My death fueled their madness.

[Multiple female leads, please do not read if you dislike this style]
In his first life, Qi Zhimu was a student of Ruan Mei.
"You've completed your apprenticeship. Leave now. I won't see you again until the research is finished."
"Yes... teacher..."
Qi Zhimu left alone, but did not go far, and went into seclusion in his old place.
From then on, he only sent plum blossom wine every year and never bothered her.
He died before Nguyen Mai could finish her forbidden research.
Much later, when Ruan Mei stepped out of the research lab and learned of Qi Zhimu's death, she was suddenly struck by a realization—
His shadow had long since filled her world...
Only after uncovering the truth of the past did they realize that they had created it all with their own hands, yet they had also destroyed it all.
In his second life, Qi Zhimu was Jingliu's master.
"Master, why do you never even glance at me?"
"Master, why is there no place for me in the softest part of your heart?"
As she drew closer, she grew increasingly desperate, and gradually turned to the dark side.
It wasn't until she witnessed Qi Zhimu's death that she understood—
It turns out that the softest spot in Master's heart has always been himself.
"Hehehe... Master, you've deceived your disciple so badly..."
The third life...
Qi Zhimu respects the law of reincarnation and faces each death with equanimity.
Born open and honest, die with composure, unburdened by attachments, untouched by sorrow.
However, they, consumed by remorse and lifelong regret, did not think that way.