He’s Colder Than Spring

Everyone warned Lu Chenzhou: “That heartless beauty is trouble. You’ll never warm him up.”

Lu Chenzhou didn’t believe them. He knelt at Shen Zhuo’s feet and begged humbly, “As long as you want me, I’ll do anything.”

But Shen Zhuo only stepped on his sincerity and smiled. “You’re nothing but a useful dog.”

Later, Lu Chenzhou bound Shen Zhuo’s wrists and whispered in his ear:

“This way, you won’t go looking for anyone else.”

Blood soaked through the bedboards, and they were buried together.

Shen Zhuo had a golden finger and crawled out of the grave, planning to find somewhere else to enjoy himself.

But on the seventh day after his death, Lu Chenzhou turned into a ghost and knelt before him, his smile obsessive and mad.

“Zhuo, I caught you.”

“For all eternity, you’ll only be able to look at me.”

He thought he was Shen Zhuo’s whole world, but Shen Zhuo saw him as nothing more than a toy to stave off boredom. Death wasn’t the end. It was the beginning of an eternal prison.

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