After Being Resurrected, He Discovered That the Unruly Bamboo Horse Had Turned into a Desperate Widower.

Seriously being saved😋 [Smelly Shameless Face Changing Master Gravity Mensao Brother x Stinky Face·Hard-tongued and soft-hearted Rose with Thorns] [There are many factors such as differences in body shape and skin color, and there may be a lot of vulgar content about the five-character green frog, which changes from year to year.] The male Gao Lian traveled eight years into the future and saw someone visiting his grave. The man who visited the grave was handsome and tall. He knelt on one knee in front of the grave in the rain, lowering his eyes and wiping the photos on the grave. Wen Lian: "..." I'm going to go to hell. He subconsciously handed the other party a tissue. The man turned around, and that superior face was extremely familiar to Wen Lian. ——Zhao Ximing, his bamboo horse. The two had been quarreling since childhood, and they broke up not long ago. His hot and heavy eyes were fixed on Wen Lian motionlessly, deep and sincere. Wen Lian felt uncomfortable all over: "... Are you crazy?" The expected rebuttal and provocation did not come, and boundless silence spread. "Yes." The man was drunk, holding his face and calling him in a low voice, "Baby." The hot kiss mixed with the rain fell heavily on Wen Lian's lips. Wen Lian: "..." Maybe he is really dead, haha. * Eight years is enough to change the world. The person who has changed the most is undoubtedly his best friend, Zhao Ximing, who is several years younger than him. The former unruly young man suddenly transformed into a man of brilliance, covering the sky with one hand, mature and steady as if he was about to transform into a cold Buddhist disciple in the next second. Wen Lian overheard other people's comments about Zhao Ximing's current situation: he was vicious, ruthless and extremely terrifying. He was very puzzled and looked at the bamboo horse in front of him who had stopped arguing and owed money, was too kind to him, took the initiative to take in people, took everything he asked for, spread money like running water, and did everything by himself. ... Where is the horror? It's true that there seems to be something wrong with the brain. ——He even helped Wen Lian change his pants, both inside and outside, after he drank too much. It's a bit much! Straight man Wen Lian pulled up his pants and tried to ease the embarrassment with a joke: "Do you want to be my dad? Haha——" For a long time. "Come and hear me call daddy." The man casually ran his fingertips across Wen Lian's calf, "Brother Wen Lian." Wen Lian couldn't laugh anymore: "..." No. * Wen Lian always felt that something was wrong and thought that he might be too dependent on the other party, so he planned to move out. Just in time to contact another friend whom he had not seen for many years, Wen Lian secretly took his luggage and took a taxi. While he was debating whether to tell Zhao Ximing—— "Where to go." A familiar voice came from the driver's seat, casually. A reply came from the phone. [Friend: Damn it, I didn't even know you were still alive. Information related to you is so locked up that I can't even find it] [Friend: Have you met Zhao Ximing? He has been crazy in the past eight years. He calls you wife every day. You should avoid him.] [Friend: Otherwise, Lianlian, your butt will be hard to save:) Let's talk in detail when we meet] The door was locked and the signal was cut off. Zhao Ximing turned to look at him with a warm tone, but Wen Lian felt as cold as the rain outside the window. "I'll give it to you." Wen Lian: "…………" Or just be his dad, haha. Small Theater The two were about the same height before, but now Zhao Ximing could easily lift Wen Lian up and play with him with one hand. Wen Lian sighed: "... You are older than me now." Zhao Ximing: "Everywhere." "Want to try?" Wen Lian was calm and full of confidence: "Come! Are you here for an arm wrestling match or -" The next second, his legs were easily opened. … ………… ……………… Wen Lian was defeated. 2026.2.19 Purpose: Seize every minute and every second of life