Tong Xi has an unstable temper and is plagued by illnesses.
Before the disaster of the apocalypse began, he was a noble young master, the only heir to the Tong family who refused to raise a second child even if they knew he was sick and weak.
Bai Zhi is the grandson of the housekeeper and relies on the Tong family for everything.
Outsiders joke that Bai Zhi has been a personal butler tailor-made for Tong Xi since he was born.
Therefore, no matter how crazy Tong Xi was and how he played tricks, Bai Zhi could not complain.
The end of the world suddenly comes, the world is turned upside down, and human beings evolve by leaps and bounds.
Bai Zhi has become a powerful evolver, while the former young master of the Tong family is still an ordinary person, and has lost the powerful family background he could rely on.
The situation between the two of them was reversed. If Tong Xi was smart, he would have kneeled down immediately to please Bai Zhi in order to survive and be protected.
It's a pity that Tong Xi's style has not changed.
Everyone believed that Bai Zhi would take revenge on Tong Xi and make him suffer and humiliate.
Only Bai Zhi knew how he lay on Tong Xi's heart, counting his weak heartbeats and begging: "Stay alive, I beg you."
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From the favored son of heaven to a weird cripple, he was cut off from the hope that was within reach, and even lost everything, including his parents, relatives, status, peace and dignity.
Tong Xi is determined to die.
Later, Bai Zhi grabbed him and screamed at the top of his lungs that he loved him.
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Tong Xi: I can barely survive for you.
*I feel unhappy, I want to die, I want to be fucked ×Cold-faced personal housekeeper father type attack
*The story of two madmen who are integrated into each other's flesh and blood and accompany each other in the end of the world.
*Becomes a zombie in the later stage of attack, slightly outsiders
Next book: "Don't laugh, it's not like him"
Introduction:
Everyone in the circle knew that the second young master of the Song family had Bai Yueguang who died young.
He never forgets Bai Yueguang, becomes gloomy and decadent, and spends his days drinking.
Occasionally, I would show a rare good expression when faced with the little celebrities and speculators who approached me.
Hui whispered softly: "When he smiles, he doesn't look like him anymore."
His expression was fragile and melancholy, making everyone who saw him feel heartbroken for him.
Maybe, they can think of a way to replace the person that Er Shao Song can't forget.
After all, it was just a dead man.
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Jiang Sui and Song Yu were enemies during his lifetime.
He never treated this precious young master favorably, and when everyone in the school treated him with courtesy and flattery, he also treated him with indifference.
Song Yu therefore disliked him and always made stumbling blocks in secret to oppose him.
He originally thought that he and Song Yu disliked each other.
After his death, before he followed Song Yu in a soul state that no one could discover, he saw Song Yu's fragility and decadence, and tried to find clues that resembled him on everyone's face.
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Song Yu feels something is wrong recently.
His stuff often ends up in places it shouldn't be.
I always have nightmares when I sleep at night.
The most terrible thing is that he feels like someone is hugging him under the quilt at night. The broad and firm embrace makes it easy to sleep.
Song Yu: I understand, I'm old enough and I'm thinking about spring.
Song Yu acted gloomy and decadent in order to resist the blind date, and slapped himself in the face with his mother in tears: "How about I go and meet her?"
The night of the blind date bureau.
Song Yu saw the man standing in the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the bathroom with a gloomy expression.
The man stretched out his hand, stepped out of the mirror, and hugged Song Yu's waist tightly, wanting to pinch his own flesh and blood: "I've only been dead for three years, and you want to marry someone else?"
"Song Yu, even if you become a ghost, I will still be with you."
Intention: Love even after death~
