Matangli

Robbery｜Soft, waxy, slow sweet girl x dank and paranoid male ghost - The first time Jiang Zhili met Qi Ye was in the second semester of her second year of high school. The boy who had just transferred from another school placed a large box of Lindt chocolates on her desk. He straddled his long legs and sat down directly in front of her. His arms lazily propped up her tabletop, supporting his handsome and carefree face. He raised his thin eyelids and looked at her lovingly. There was a smirk on the corner of his lips, and his voice was low and sweet, with the unique arrogance of a young man. "Lili, I like you so much." - The next time I saw him was at his funeral. The eldest son of the Qi family, a talented young man and the heir to the Qi Group, died young due to an unexpected natural disaster, and the news spread throughout the business world. It was early spring, drizzling. Jiang Zhili held a black umbrella. She stared at the handsome face in the middle of the tombstone and felt regretful. Then he put down a bunch of white chrysanthemums and left quietly. Half a month later, Jiang Zhili struggled to get out of bed, her back sore, as if she had been in bed all night long. Through the mirror, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a small mark on the back of her neck, extending all the way to her back. Rotten and crimson. - Another drizzly day. Qingyuan Mountain Taoist Temple. Jiang Zhili, who had searched for various methods to no avail, knelt down on the palm mat with an upright posture and prayed devoutly, hoping that the ghosts that had been haunting her these days would be reincarnated as soon as possible and that she would not be disturbed. Suddenly a low and lingering voice came through my ears. "Lili, I miss you so much." Jiang Zhili turned her head suddenly, and Qi Ye, who had died long ago, was sitting next to her. With a lazy smile, the corners of his lips curled up on his cold white face, and his eyes looked deeply at her, like the breath of a cold snake: "You said... What if I disappear into ashes under the sun?" Jiang Zhili opened her eyes wide and was about to cry, her voice trembling. "Then... Then... What should we do?" Qi Ye's handsome face approached her, a smile overflowed from his chest, his cold hands clamped her chin, and his thumb gently rubbed her trembling lips. "Give me a kiss to release the yang energy." - *Double C Purpose: Love life