Sick Beauty and Her Paranoid Ex-Boyfriend

[Serial article "Being raised by a paranoid bamboo horse after death" please collect it ovo] With a critical illness notice, the cold and sick beauty Xie Qingran was sent to an abandoned castle, a gloomy and lonely castle with lingering ghosts. Except for the easel and the white cloth over his eyes, Xie Qingran had nothing, and he perfectly followed the requirements of others: waiting to die. He can endure any physical pain, except for one - skin hunger syndrome. * After Chi Jin died, he turned into a ghost and occupied an ancient castle. On this day, the dusty door of the castle was pushed open. He floated down from the dome, wanting to punish the trespassers who strayed into his territory. ​Unfortunately. When the white cloth was blown away by the cold wind, revealing a face that he would never forget until his death, he smiled. The person who came was his cold and self-possessed ex-boyfriend. A heartless lover who dared to dump him after only three days of dating. * Every night, Xie Qingran huddled in a dark corner, enduring the strong desire to be touched and hugged. The corners of her eyes were red, and tears fell from her eyes. She cried pure and lustfully. At this moment, Chi Jin looked silently at close range, his eyes dark. What should I do? I want him to cry even more. * Finally one day, Chi Jin showed mercy and deliberately shouted "Xie Qingran". He doesn't expect his ruthless ex-boyfriend to remember his voice. "Who?" Chi Jin smiled evilly: "You guess." "Do you want me to help you?" The fingertips slowly caressed the snow-white neck of her ex-boyfriend, Chi Jin's voice was low and seductive. There was a trembling feeling of pleasure on his skin, but Xie Qingran turned his head and said coldly and reservedly: "No." The same tone as the day we broke up. This time, the paranoid possession deep in Chi Jin's heart was completely out of control. He pinched his chin hard, forcing those beautiful, half-blind eyes to look at him. His tone was paranoid and crazy: "Don't even think about it." ———— Copywriting of "Being Raised by a Paranoid Horse after Death" When You Xia woke up again, it was already the seventh year after his death. Everything will happen seven years later. Only he was stuck seven years ago. On the first day, he met Chen Jinghang, his sworn enemy since childhood. He didn't take the initiative to talk, and his mortal enemy didn't pay attention to him, as if he couldn't remember him. He walked on the bridge across the river where he lost his life. At the end of the bridge, Chen Jinghang held a cigarette between his fingers, with dark emotions in his eyes. It's like looking at him, but not like that. You Xia was reported by Chen Jinghang for smoking for the first time. When she passed by him, she couldn't help but cursed "idiot". Then he ran away. But he was hugged hard, and his warm body was bent close to him. Because I am afraid that the person in front of me is just like the beautiful dream of the past seven years, just a mirror in the mirror. - Chen Jinghang bought a new villa. My friend complained that the place was not good, it was deep in the mountains and old forests, and it was very possible that I couldn't even find the way out. But he always abides there. - One day, a friend sneaked into the villa and squatted by the window to peek. ——The young man sleeping on the sofa in the house is very good-looking. There is a red rope around his ankle. The wind blows and the bells ring. Chen Jinghang, who always had a cold and venomous tongue, was lying beside him, lowering his head and kissing the boy's hair quietly, carefully, as if he were a lost treasure. - Chen Jinghang has never had a partner in the past seven years, relying on willpower and inhibitors to survive each susceptible period. Someone once asked what Chen Jinghang, an Alpha, and You Xia, a Beta, could do if they stayed together every day. Under the moonlight, You Xia looked at the shaking floor mirror and silently replied: Fuck me. - Unable to tag. So never satisfied, getting deeper and deeper. Purpose: Life requires the courage not to give up