Someone Is at the Crematorium, I Won't Tell Who It Is

Xie Wen is thirty years old, a rich and handsome man in the industry, and a star at concerts. One day when he was playing violin at a concert, Jiang Zhiye happened to be sitting under the stage. The second-generation ancestor, who was rumored to be a love-struck playboy, plucked his ears and sarcastically said: "What kind of thing is playing the violin? Is there anyone who is half as good as a professional performer?" Xie Wen walked off the stage expressionlessly and told the staff: "Tell this guy to get out, I'll pay double the ticket price." The two of them fell in love, fought from the stage to behind the scenes, from strangers to familiar friends, and finally got together. Jiang Zhiye pinched Xie Wen's chin and narrowed his eyes: "We are both very young. I suggest you talk to me seriously about this relationship." Xie Wen was indeed serious. He kept Jiang Zhiye in his heart, always thinking about him, and trying his best to fill all the shortcomings in his life. Until one day, he saw Jiang Zhiye and his rumored fiancée in a bar. Under the lights, the two were intimate in words and deeds. I plan to marry one at home and raise one outside. Xie Wen licked his back molars. Unexpectedly, he would meet Xie Wen here. Jiang Zhiye grabbed him in a panic and wanted to explain. Xie Wen opened his hand: "Get out of here." Countless snowy nights later, Jiang Zhiye stood at the door of Xie Wen's house against the cold wind, changing his usual strong tone and speaking in a lonely and gentle tone. "Please, see me." "If I were more than ten years older, when I reached the age of returning to the past, I might fall in love like a fool again. It is said that an old man's love is like an old house on fire. There is no way to save it if it burns." Qian Zhongshu "The Besieged City" #Xie Wen is thirty years old, Mr. Jiang is thirty-four, the old house is on fire style love # alert! Jiang Zhiye is a dog, with thunder rolling from the sky, both sweet and sour. #Fiancée, fake, no plot with the same wife # Metamorphosis: A wild dog turns into a human. Wife #: There is a counterattack, just two sentences, in chapter 68, don't order if you don't mind #The cover was drawn by my gay friend @ lazy cancer patient , and the character design came from @ The preview of the next book is "I Want to Talk About Love in the Underworld", a story about civil servants from the underworld who found out that they were each other's ex-husband after they started fighting each other: He Yunzhi is a well-known rich man in the underworld and holds an important position in the administration. At a certain heaven and earth union meeting, he beat a clergyman and even took off his pants. Many ghosts and gods wrote to him and demanded severe punishment! It is said that he enforced the law with his fists and never moved his mouth when he could do it. The suspects were frightened when they saw him and took a detour. According to legend among ghosts and ghosts in the underworld: Please, is there anyone in heaven or on earth who can cure him? ! There really is. He Yunzhi has an enemy known to all ghosts and gods, the director of the Yin Law Department, An Rushan. As long as two people are present at the same time, no matter how cold the underworld is, a strong smell of gunpowder can erupt! As luck would have it, the chairman of the underworld, the King of Hell, sent An Rushan to supervise He Yunzhi to go to the human world to work hard and thrift; Whether they want to die or not, the two of them are strangled from the underworld to the human world, and no one can look down on the other. Just when He Yunzhi thought there was no hope for him to return to the underworld, he saw his always rigorous, steady, and thoughtful enemy push him down, tear off his unwrinkled tie, and throw a thick stack of complaint letters at him. When I opened it, I saw that they were all written by him to complain about An Rushan's poor handling of things. "If you want to go back to the underworld, don't sleep tonight. When you complete your faith, I will let you go back." He Yunzhi didn't fall asleep all night. Whenever he felt sleepy, An Rushan would gently squeeze the back of his neck. "Be good, keep reading." Polite He Yunzhi: You. #Gong was killed in the 1980s, with a bit of an old cadre style # Past and present life, bloody, but a little sweet! Intention: Love seriously and be an honest person