Nothing to Do with Romance

Introduction to the tip of the iceberg (please wait for the mid-to-late update to match the winky poem "Spring General Xie", hoping to reach the height of the feeling of this song, the drama is amazing.): Ruan Nian'an, who was born with a low life, thought that his life would end on that cold rainy day. Just like his mother who was also suffering a fate, she withered silently and returned to dust. But just when he was about to close his eyes and give up the struggle, his body was uncontrollably crawling towards the noble man with the last bit of his strength, grabbing the other man's clothes tightly and refusing to let go. "My lord, please... Save me." He knew that the noble man only kept him here because he had some scattered information about his missing brother. Ruan Nian'an knew this better than anyone else, but he still clung to her like he was grasping a life-saving straw. Ha... Accept your fate... Why should he accept his fate? He didn't want to accept his fate. Perhaps it was fate that took pity on him, but his days were actually getting better a little bit. It's just that from the beginning, he had no intention of being trapped in the peace and stability in front of him. Later, the opportunity he had been waiting for finally came. And from the moment he made his choice, he and that person completely parted ways and became strangers. "Master Yu, long time no see." "... I didn't know before that Mr. Ruan still had such an appearance, which really impressed Yu." "Oh, sir, you are joking. How can I deserve this honor? If my Excellency hadn't come to rescue me back then, I don't know where I would be buried now. I might have become an unknown withered skeleton in the wilderness. I am very grateful to you." Yu Shuheng admitted that what he did when he left him was not the drama of rescuing Feng Chen. But in the long day and night, the idea of ​​taking advantage gradually changed. By the time he realized it, the boy from the past had grown into the person he was most familiar with and the most unfamiliar. If he wants power, give it to him. Let him experience for himself what real power feels like. Until later, Ruan Nianan was taken to prison. "... Yu Shuheng, are you here to kill me?" The person outside the cell door did not answer, only those eyes fell on his face, their eyes heavy, making it difficult to guess his emotions. Yu Shuheng handed over a glass of wine and said softly, "Drink it." He was exceptionally reticent this time. After a while, he felt something was wrong and added another sentence. "It'll be over quickly and won't be painful." Ruan Nian'an stared at the glass of wine and suddenly smiled. He took it and drank it without asking any more questions. The moment the wine entered his throat, he saw the person outside the iron fence let out an almost imperceptible sigh of relief. Ruan Nian'an finally closed his eyes with determination this time, and the chill in his heart gradually spread inch by inch, drowning all remaining thoughts. Yu Shuheng watched him fall down little by little and stood in the darkness for a long time before turning around and leaving. Three days later, a new unknown corpse was found in the death pit outside Shuo'an City. But in a village outside the city, overnight there was a young man who came to join his wealthy relatives in the city. High position paranoid attack × Tolerating ambition and suffering This book is also called "How Two Awkward People Fall in Love", but falling in love is not the first priority. There are too many problems to solve (bushi) In short, the simple translation of character design is: My life is good, but not good either. At least I still have my brother in the family, and my humanity is restored for a short time, but my wife is gone because of me. But on the surface, I don't want to take the initiative to chase her, but in the end I admit defeat. My destiny is up to me. Whoever doesn't work hard in life is a bastard. I will have what you have. If someone tries to put me under my feet again, who is the bastard who robbed me of my good life? The couple came to confront each other. A recent random thought: I have recently come up with a new plot for Xiao Fengyue, which will be more bloody. I plan to work on the manuscript. I am not going to use it to apply for visas. The following ones were serialized during the visa application period, not resumed serialization. I heard they said that serialization may be better during the application period, but maybe the plot logic of Ten Thousand Characters Chapter is not good. I plan to write an easy book for visa application, which is the same style as Xiao Xianjun. It will be a bit more imaginative, but it may be self-destructive repeatedly. The reason here is because I have a collection, and I don't want to delete it casually just to apply for a visa quickly. I feel irresponsible. The meme is really not good. The current trend is time travel and rebirth. I actually don't like writing this type of thing, but I can read other people's works. Pure ancient times are sad. There are not many cases like this, but I don't want to change my original intention of writing this. Intention: Life is full of love and obsession, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon.