Imprisoned, Imprisoned for Love, Imprisoned for Love by Mixed-Race Thugs Across Borders

[Southeast Asia is crazy about warship dealers ✘ Chinese and American powerful thangka masters] Two male protagonists｜Abnormal love affair｜Shuang Jie 1v1｜Chasing his wife in the crematorium｜Seven-year age difference - He is a beast in clothing, a corpse-born son expelled from the country. Born with an evil bone, he wanders in the gap between darkness and light, using his flesh and blood to build the wall that separates the two worlds. Until Shen Qinglou appeared. He looked at him for thousands of years and fell for his whole life. He also used snake bones as a chain to wrap around his neck. She wanted to possess him like crazy, imprison him, rub him into his bones and blood, and carve him into every inch of his texture. - Like a sinner who cannot kneel before the Buddha, Duan Moji knelt on his knees. "I loaded the bullets for you myself. You know how to load the gun and you know how to pull the trigger." "Kill me, Shen Qinglou." "Shoot me hard in the chest!" He does not ask for salvation or forgiveness. I just want death to prove my delusion. - Finally on that day. Those hands also learned to hold the tattooed gun. He cut the thread on Shen Qinglou's body with his hair and made it foggy with his blood. Then he kissed the scabbed wound as hard as he could. Until the very end. He saw the empty needle tattoo on his heart. There was no ink, just dense pinholes with dark red scabs. The three words spelled out were actually his name—— Duan Mo.