The day I met Xie Huaiwei, it was the first rain of spring. He was seriously injured and fell in a pool of blood. The rain soaked his thin shirt, revealing the shiny black dragon scales under his fair skin.
At that time, he didn't know that I was a monster hunter.
To get a demon's sincerity, it is not enough to rely on the grace of saving his life.
So I pretended to be weak and flattered him, but he really fell into trouble step by step. We became husband and wife, slept on the same bed, and were intimate. Finally, when he was at his most passionate, she stabbed him in the heart.
Xie Huaiwei died in my arms, and the evil spirit rising into the sky burned my eyes.
I became half-blind and was being hunted by my enemies. Amidst the strong smell of blood, I vaguely saw a tall figure slowly walking towards me. He killed those people, held my chin, and asked me if I was in need of Taoist companions.
"I'm married."
"So what?"
"I killed him."
"Isn't this a good thing?"
Those who practice the ruthless path have different brain circuits than ordinary people, and even marrying a wife is just to break through the bottleneck.
His tone of voice was cold, but his lips were hot when he kissed me; his technique was raw, and he was even a little rough when he was more intimate.
We live together, he cultivates his ways, and I heal my wounds.
It was still a rainy day and I could see again.
I ran to him happily. In the mist of rain, a young man in black stands like a crane.
He was standing in the courtyard feeding chickens, with a contented look on his face, but his facial features were so familiar that it took my breath away.
#Ikilledmyhusband
#But I don't know, he has two lives
#textthirdperspective
Intention: Don't use people if you doubt them, don't doubt people when you employ them
