The mental disorder of an e-sports retiree is attacked by the Yao tribe's crazy criticism of a dastardly male ghost
On the day Jiang Lefu retired, he was "invited" to a place called Yaozhai.
The old man in the village said: You are the reincarnation of the third princess and you must marry a descendant of Panhu bloodline.
He married.
On the wedding night, the Yao young man named Pan Yingyu locked the door and called him with a smile: "Husband."
Jiang Lefu didn't take it seriously.
Later he discovered——
There is only one person left in his mobile address book.
His suitcase has an extra tracker.
Everyone who comes close to him will receive an inexplicable silver needle.
"You did it?" He asked.
Pan Yingyu lowered her head to embroider, and her voice was as soft as the spring wind: "I don't know."
Later, Jiang Lefu discovered an even more amazing secret——
The third princess is fake.
Reincarnation is made up.
From beginning to end, it was a trap that a lunatic named Pan Yingyu spent two years setting up.
He went to confront Panyingyu.
Pan Yingyu put down her embroidery bag and raised her eyes to look at him. There was no panic in her amber pupils, only determination.
"Aren't you leaving too?"
Jiang Lefu was silent.
Panyingyu stood up and walked closer step by step. The silver jewelry jingled like some ancient chain.
"You knew that on the first day, right?"
Jiang Lefu's eyelashes trembled.
"You didn't say anything. You married me. You stayed. You drank the porridge I cooked every day, wore the clothes I washed, and slept on the bed I made."
Pan Yingyu walked up to him, raised her hand, and lightly stroked his cheek with her fingertips.
"You're enjoying it."
Jiang Lefu's breathing stopped for half a beat.
"You know I'm lying to you, but you don't tell me. Because-"
Pan Yingyu's voice was as light as a sigh,
"This is the first time in your life that someone has gone to such great lengths just to get you."
The air froze.
Jiang Lefu looked at him, his Adam's apple rolling.
Pan Yingyu smiled, and the smile was so gentle that it could send chills down the spine.
"Jiang Lefu, you are not a victim."
"You are complicit."
There was a long silence.
Jiang Lefu suddenly smiled.
It was a smile that Pan Yingyu had never seen before. It was not bitter or relieved, it was a happy smile after being exposed.
"When did you know that?"
Panyingyu tilted her head: "Guess."
"First day?"
"No."
Pan Yingyu moved closer to him, so close that the tips of their noses almost touched.
"When you first saw me and your pupils dilated."
Intention: Don't dream
