As a young man with a moderately good education, Ye Zhiming absolutely does not believe that there are any ghosts, ghosts, or gods in the world. Science is the last word. These metaphysical things are illusions after all. At least that's what he thought 12 hours ago...
He always felt that his life could be ordinary and ordinary. Until Ye Zhiming met the most important turning point in his life...
The shining red moon hanging in the night sky, the smoky and gloomy old house that has been abandoned for hundreds of years, the flashing gray photo of the inverted corpse, the huge faceless Buddha statue in the Buddhist hall, the red wedding dress hanging on the crooked tree in the night... And the hands that held him tightly in the darkness...
Is all this a dream? Or fantasy? It has long been difficult to distinguish between true and false.
Ye Zhiming is destined to step into this muddy water of conspiracy, exploitation, selfishness, and throbbing. His feelings are gradually out of control over time. In this hellish world, how should he treat this feeling?
When everything settles, who should Ye Zhiming join hands with to break this hypocritical ending, tear through the fog, and explore the final truth.
This article is also known as "The Big Brother of Time Travel Gives Me a Thigh Hug" and "The Time Travel Story of My Lovely Wife's Thighs, Don't Run Away"
Ye Zhiming: Ji Yao, come and be my thigh in troubled times! Just give me a hundred million hugs! (Poor face)
Qiu Jiyao: OK, but I have to pay it back
Ye Zhiming:... What else?
Qiu Jiyao: Guess~ (laughing)
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