After the Ashes Are Raised at the Crematorium

[The column "Master is sick, but I have no medicine" please save it, the copy is at the end] #education debris flow master x apprentice who is hot on the outside and cold on the inside# Ji Shaowei felt that her master Feng Ruhui was cold, ruthless, unreasonable and vexatious. A stone could cover his heart, but it could not. So Ji Shaowei left, overnight, carrying the boat. Thirty years later, her husband died. In order to resurrect her husband, she had to return to her hometown to find a way to bring her back to life. Ji Shaowei, who was once again crossing the Wuwang Sea by boat, looked at his son and fell into deep thought: The master is cold and ruthless, and he may not save his apprentice even if he dies. Will he really save his apprentice's husband? I heard that it would be more reliable for older people to have intergenerational marriages and let their sons be coquettish and beg for help? Thirty years ago, the life lamp was extinguished and there was no trace in the world. How long has Ji Shaowei been gone and how long has Feng Ruhui been crazy? The moment he saw Ji Shaowei again, his dead heart came to life again, and all his crazy thoughts suddenly calmed down. No matter what Ji Shaowei wants to do at this moment, whether she hates herself or not, let her do it, as long as she can live well in a place that she can see and touch. But why would Ji Shaowei, who is always proud, bow his head and beg him for an outsider? Remarks: 1. The male protagonist is Feng Ruhui. The article begins with the female protagonist returning thirty years later. The game opens in the crematorium. You can tell who to abuse by reading the text. 2. The master who did this can still be a HE. It all depends on the author's efforts and has nothing to do with him. 3. A woman is not a man's virgin and can kiss children. [The pre-column article "Master is sick, but I have no medicine", the copy is in the first person, and the main text is in the third person] My master was very narcissistic because of his beauty. He often felt that others had a crush on him and wanted to do whatever they wanted to him. … Me: "Master, don't say they have normal aesthetics. Even if there is something wrong with them, wouldn't you beat them like a primary school student beating a kindergartener? What are you afraid of? And the whole world of cultivation knows that our sword cultivator's wife is his sword. Who would think of provoking a sword cultivator?" Master: "You are too straightforward. You don't understand. This is a trouble that only cold immortals like me have." Me: "Master, how about I accompany you to check your brain?" Master silently took out his sword. Thinking of my childhood when I was chased and beaten by him, I had to change my words: "Master, what do you think I should do?" Master: "Now start pretending to be the most sadistic master-disciple relationship with me, defeat love with love, and stop their thoughts!" Forget it, let's take Master to see his brain. ——This idea changed that day when I drank the lotus seed soup sent by my best friend and looked at the story book. The story book said: "Yu Guyan's female apprentice drank the lotus seed soup sent by her, got the medicine, and became a good friend with the devil..." At this time, the Demon King suddenly appeared. I:! ? Master, help me! Intention: Exchange sincerity for sincerity, don't always expect to get but don't know how to give.