No One Can Compare to You

Notice: This article has officially ended. Thank you all for your support and love all the way~ Pre-receipt of the next file: The copy of "Prison Love Overture" is below~ Come and collect it in the author's column~ Autistic genius painter x sweet and bright little mute [I hate the world, but I love you] Sicheng was raised in the Zuo family since he was a child and grew up with Zuo Fang, the only son of the Zuo family. Outsiders say he is sick, but in front of Si Cheng, being gentle and well-behaved has always been synonymous with Zuo Fang. Until that day she discovered the secret in his studio—— Looking at the portrait of the girl plastered all over the wall, Si Cheng was a little unsteady in surprise. "Are you afraid?" Zuo Fang's voice suddenly appeared behind him. Si Cheng turned around hastily and met a pair of gloomy amber eyes. Her heart skipped a beat and she wanted to retreat, "A Fang, you..." His waist was suddenly held by someone. The distance that was shortened in an instant made Sicheng somewhat breathless. Zuo Fang pressed her forehead against hers and said in a low voice like a sigh: "Sicheng, do you know how much I want to lock you in this room like these paintings?" - Recently, a half-length black and white photo circulated in the art circle. In the photo, the man's black shirt has a slightly open collar. Under his sexy Adam's apple is a delicate collarbone, his broad shoulders are sinking in a depressed way, and he has a pair of well-jointed hands with slender fingers. It is said that this is an interview photo of the painter "Cheng" who has attracted countless fans in the past two years. Since his debut, Cheng has attracted countless fans with his dark and decadent painting style, and has continued to have exhibitions and solo exhibitions. Since he never gives interviews and does not have any social accounts, the outside world knows nothing about his appearance and background, and there was even controversy over whether he was a boy or a girl. As soon as this photo leaked out, it immediately broke the internet and caused countless female fans on Weibo to get excited. "Our Cheng Juebi is an extremely handsome man!" "Husband, look at me!" "Cheng is really a man?!" "Hey, wait, this interview... Why do I seem to smell a sour smell of love?" Two hours after the official interview was published, a newly created Weibo account named "Cheng" posted its first Weibo post: "Yes, I'm getting married." Followed by the second post: "You are the sunshine, the air, the beautiful scenery of the four seasons, and all the irreplaceable beauty that makes me miss the world. There is no one in this world like you. @" Weibo is going crazy. How dare this person even use his wife's name as his pen name? ! I hate the sky, I hate the sun, I hate everything in this world that makes me want to live. But I love you. ——Left The female protagonist is not really mute, the male protagonist has a mental disorder Two-way redemption and healing~ This article will be updated steadily at 6k every night at 9 o'clock after v~The article is short, and there will be more~you can follow it with confidence~ The extra is long, you can watch it selectively~Thank you everyone for supporting the original version~! ———————————————————————— "Prison Love Overture" 1. Jiang Yun lost his memory in a car accident two years ago and woke up with an extra husband. In the eyes of outsiders, her husband is very good to her - handsome, rich, gentle and meticulous, except for being a bit controlling, he is perfect and impeccable. But only Jiang Yun himself knows what kind of filthy inside will be revealed when the talented architect, who is noble and aloof during the day, sheds his elite exterior. In countless moonless nights, he longed for her body with sick eyes, "Relax and let me serve you." Jiang Yun couldn't accept his extreme contrast and tremblingly proposed the idea of divorce. The tip of the tooth pierced her skin accurately. Jiang Yun trembled, The person who bowed his head in front of her raised his face. The sweet taste on his lips was mixed with the fresh jasmine on the bedside, and the indescribable delicate fragrance. "You still want to escape?" "... Still?" The man's passionate eyes revealed nothing strange. 2. After that night, Jiang Yun was trapped at home. He was not allowed to go out, and his daily contact with the outside world was limited to opening the door to pick up the flowers ordered by Jiang Zongyu. The light purple iris is breathtakingly beautiful. She stared at the flowers in trance, feeling like she had seen them somewhere before. In the bathroom, Jiang Yun turned her back to the mirror and unbuttoned her clothes. The long scars after the operation were like poisonous insects adhering to the back of her neck. Jiang Zongyu said that the doctor who performed the surgery was not good at suturing, and if he minded, just cover it up with his hair, so Jiang Yun grew long hair for two years without any suspicion. Gently lifting her hair, she turned back and looked at the end of the scar in the mirror for the first time—— The iris on the broken branch is in full bloom. While his heart was trembling violently, Jiang Zongyu's gloomy voice sounded in his ears, "Piaopiao, why don't you obey me." 3. The memory valve restarts. Sounds of thunder echoed in the maze-like mountainside villa built by Jiang Zongyu himself. Jiang Yun broke into the attic that he had never allowed her to set foot in, hit the switch by mistake, and the sky on the roof slowly opened. The heavy rain hit the glass, and the rain shadows flowed on the painting paper covering the room. When Jiang Yun was a girl, the corners of her skirt were flying; Jiang Yun in college seemed angry; After being discharged from the hospital, Jiang Yun was at a loss... Countless moments missing from his memory were found in these pictures. Jiang Yun slumped to the ground, Behind him, Jiang Zongyu's obscure eyes were soaked by the heavy rain, and he sighed like a ghost whispering, "I just want to keep you." "Or, die together." *There is no muse in the world, only destiny. *So Jiang Yun, the cage I built for you also trapped myself. ——Jiang Zongyu Purpose: Loving the world starts with loving one person