[Shuangjie, secret love, sweethearts and sweethearts, dank male ghosts, the one who is not loved is the mistress]
[Sensitive, low self-esteem and suffering vs fighting and attacking]
Jiang Heye will always be with him, this is what he promised himself.
But one day everything changed, so he kept asking Jiang Heye why, but the only answer was silence.
"Tell me, Aye, why?"
Looking at Ye Xiangwan and Jiang Heye who almost collapsed in the rain, they left without looking back.
From that day on, the intertwining hatred and love for Jiang Heye made Ye Xiangwan feel suffocated.
Jiang Heye's words were like sharp thorns, densely piercing his heart.
Hatred is like a raging fire. During those years abroad, his dreams always made Jiang Heye regretful.
—
In the third year after separation from Ye Xiangwan, Jiang Heye started his own life and accepted confessions from others.
The days passed peacefully, until one day, the man's arms were dark, damp and sticky. He was like an evil ghost crawling out of hell, eroding Jiang Heye's bones and blood bit by bit.
"You've lost weight." The arms around his waist tightened, and the man's tears fell on Jiang Heye's shoulders.
—
On the day she learned that Jiang Heye was in love, Ye Xiangwan imprisoned Jiang Heye on the bed.
"You're done with him, what about me? What should I do!"
"I'm sorry"
"I don't want you to apologize, I want you to be with me, okay?
