Ji Chen: I like you, it doesn't matter anything, just because it's you, so if you want my life, I will give it; if you want my dignity, I will give it; if you want me to be crazy, I will give it to you.
The arrogant man bent his back for her: I have given you everything, can you like me?
Every summer Ji Chen would burn incense and pray to Buddha every day for five years: I hope Xia Wan will be free from disasters and be safe and smooth.
Ji Chen loves Xia Wan for life after life, and will accompany you through endless reincarnations, until the world is destroyed and your soul dissipates.
When Xia Wan made a wish for her birthday, he said, "Just make a wish for me, and I will make it come true for you."
Xia Wan smiled sweetly and joked: "What if I want your life?"
Ji Chen didn't hesitate at all and gently rubbed her head: "If you want it, I'll give it to you."
That summer, he lay on the table and slept. When he woke up, a girl smiled slightly at him with her dimples. He felt as if he had slept for a century.
What Xia Wan didn't know was that the three-line love letter Chen wrote for her at that time was written 7,421 times, and he expressed his love with every stroke.
This article is about abusing the male protagonist throughout the whole process, so please be careful not to go too far. Finished in a hurry.
Concept: short story
