The Cold-Faced Queen's Little Crybaby Husband

Bian Qingyue's world was originally a black-and-white silent film with no temperature. Killing was as natural as extinguishing a candle. All "poor" and "sad" were other people's lines. In the past, when blood was spattered on her face, she would just wipe it off because it was sticky and listen to others. Crying and begging was like listening to the buzzing of gnats. She was once a cold shadow in the light of a sword. Her life was as light as falling snow in the palm of her hand. Seeing all the pain and joy in the world, she could only see the frost on the window. It was not until she met his eyes that she understood how to write the word "heartache" for the first time. She was used to doing everything on her own, but she had nothing to do with him. The young man held her waist and refused to let go. His eyes turned red and he said, "I'm afraid you won't come back." She, the CEO who never bowed her head, actually leaned over and rubbed his forehead to coax: "I will take you with me wherever I go. You can't run away." When Lu Qihan was a child, he would always huddle into the corner of the cabinet and curl up into a small ball when there was thunder. The rain got heavier and the thunder got louder, and he remembered more clearly: there was no rain on the day his mother died, but when his five-year-old father fell in the rain, the thunder was exactly the same as today, as if it was going to smash all his remaining thoughts about "home" into the rain. But today he met the only light that shone into his life. On thundery nights, he always huddled in a ball. Listening to the rain hitting the roof reminded him of the fear he had when he was five years old. But ever since she would take him into her arms, touch his head and say "not afraid", he discovered that she had forced a crack in the darkness that made him breathless, and the light that leaked in was enough to illuminate his whole world. Hey, do you want to know how the heroine dotes on the hero?