There Is a Letter to the Late Husband

It wasn't until after they got married that Ji Xuan discovered that he had never understood his lover. The burning look in his eyes was considerate and gentle. And after marriage, you are sullen, irritable, gloomy, and neurotic. Sweetness is fake, happiness is fake. What he brought to him was only depression, humiliation, and endless pain. The love was exhausted in just two years, leaving only endless resentment and fear. Later, Yu Ran died suddenly, and Ji Xuan became a widow. In the mourning hall, countless people came and went, wanting to express their condolences to him. In their view, he was a miserable man who had lost his loved one. Only Ji Xuan knew that he was not sad. He finally regained his freedom. ——This joy of being reborn ended at the moment when the mourning hall was violently broken into. The visitor rubbed the widow's snow-white and delicate cheeks with his rough and cold palms, and whispered hoarsely: "You are... My sister-in-law?" Ji Xuan looked up in shock. He knew his former brother-in-law, a man who avoided homosexuality. But now, the look in his eyes was full of frivolity, excitement and covetousness. ——Yu Ran looked at him exactly the same as he had in the past two years. He suddenly felt cold all over his body. * It is rumored that the youngest son of the former royal family, who died of illness long ago, is back. He was ambitious and eager to inherit everything his deceased brother had: the power and glory of the palace. ——And his homeless widowed sister-in-law. *Pseudo-sister-in-law literature, real me green myself Concept: Love can span the distance between life and death and time and space.