[Two male protagonists + crazy perverted attacks + forced love + micro-terrorist plot + dank male ghost + age difference]
On the night when the white flags flew in the mourning hall, Wen Ruan knelt on the cold floor tiles, looking at the portrait of her husband Lu Chenyuan, crying until he almost fainted.
They have been married for three years. Lu Chenyuan is the most gentle and considerate man in the city. He will remember all his preferences, turn on the light all night when he is afraid of the dark, and will pamper him into a useless person who knows nothing. Everyone said that Wen Ruan was blessed with such a perfect husband.
It was not until the seventh day after the funeral that Wen Ruan discovered the first pinhole camera in the air conditioner outlet of the bedroom.
Then the second, the third... One hundred and eight.
Every corner of the toilet, bathroom, kitchen, balcony, and even the study room where he stayed every day was covered by Lu Chenyuan's eyes. And in the basement that he never knew existed, there were piles of photos of him - sleeping, eating, laughing, crying, and... When they were entangled.
It turns out that gentleness is fake, considerateness is fake, and even the words "Baby, I will always love you" are filled with creepy possessiveness.
Wen Ruan was afraid and wanted to run away.
But he forgot that the man who loved him to the point of madness would not let him go even if he died.
In the dark basement, a cold hand touched his cheek, and the man's deep voice sounded in his ears, carrying a paranoia that would not dissipate even after death——
"Baby, where are you going?"
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