Husband, I Hate You

[End of main text, extras randomly dropped] *Poor body shape, poor skin color/younger generation/commercial market *Long-haired and violent beauty Shou x Love-brained husband attack* In the night market, the stall with the best business is a street Malatang. The stall owner is a short-cut man with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. He always wears a tight-fitting apron, and the cash receipt sound keeps ringing every night. Yu Chengshui has been observing him for a long time. His fried chicken tenders stall is next door, a stagnant place with bleak business. He is unhappy and admits that this unhappiness does not come from jealousy, but from: The queue next door was too long, covering his own stall; the pungent smell of spicy majia affected the air quality; and the check-in prompt was too loud, making noise. Oh, and the most important thing is that the man's breathing was too heavy. Yu Chengshui glared at the man a few meters away and caught a glimpse of his perfect muscle lines - damn, it was even more annoying. - Zhou Chengan has been working on this street for many years, and the stalls around him have changed again and again, but he has always turned a blind eye. This time, a young man came next door. The man had long flaxen hair, fair skin, fine skin and tender flesh, and looked like a young master who had escaped from home. Before going out to the stall every night, the young master always held his hair rope in his lips. He wore his hat crookedly... His eyes were covered by the brim of the hat... And a strand of hair fell out. So stupid. Ah, the young master is angry again. Zhou Chengan looked at the tall chef's hat and suddenly wanted to go over and ask. What's hidden in the hat? Ratatouille? He met Yu Chengshui's eyes coldly, but before he could turn his head, the corners of the other's mouth turned down and he frowned viciously. Zhou Chengan rolled his Adam's apple. He didn't even say anything, and he was just being hated. - When Yu Chengshui's stall was overturned by the troublemakers, a spoon flew past his ear. Zhou Chengan looked impatient, rolled up his sleeves, picked up the bench and got on. When he came back, he had a cigarette in his mouth and was lounging around. Only the bench was missing a leg. Yu Chengshui still stood there blankly, his eyes moist, as if he was shocked. Zhou Chengan paused and picked up his arm: "Don't be afraid, come and stay at my house for one night." Yu Chengshui was obviously not afraid, but he didn't refuse that night. However, the promised one night turned into two nights, a week, a month... Later, Yu Chengshui pressed against Zhou Chengan's chest, raised his head, cried and cursed. "Qikai, you are so unreasonable, I hate you!" Zhou Chengan didn't stop and touched his ears: "You're right, baby, please kiss me first." ----Reading Guide---- 1. Double c, 1v1, he 2. Market, daily, micro-group portraits 2025.3.24 Screenshot taken -------------------------------------------------- ----Pre-receipt of the copy of "The Crying Bag and the Bamboo Horse Broke Up"---- *Cold on the outside and hot on the inside, doting on your wife and hiding her attacks *Dentist X Toy Designer *Bamboo horse, bamboo horse/reunion after breaking the mirror/under the year/poor body shape -Jiang Youyu is always crying. I cry when I'm born, I cry when a character in a cartoon dies, I cry when I'm moved by reading a book, I cry when I'm reluctant to leave my classmates after graduation, I cry when I'm being abused while watching a TV show… But there were only two times when I cried the most. Once when he was with his best friend Duan Huaisheng, Duan Huaisheng kissed him and promised the future. Jiang Youyu's face was full of tears at that time, thinking that he was so happy, so happy, and they should never be separated in this life. The other time was when he was clamoring to break up with Duan Huaisheng. Duan Huaisheng asked: "Jiang Youyu, what exactly do you want me to do?" Jiang Youyu's eyes were filled with tears, and he was crying so much that he couldn't see clearly his boyfriend's forbearing expression. "If I hadn't raised a cat with you, I would have broken up with you! I want to break up, and I want to break up now!" This time, Duan Huaisheng did not wipe his tears as usual, but looked at him in silence for a long time: "Okay, if this is what you want, then let's break up." But their social circles overlapped, and their family and friends all knew each other. Knowing that they were together, everyone expressed disbelief. After being stuck together for a while, they suddenly heard that they had broken up, and everyone didn't take it seriously. Lovers who broke up are still forced to stay together. Jiang Youyu was so wrinkled with tears that he led others to post novels: "In the future, he will be there without me, and I will be without him. I will not be friends with my ex!" Later, an unknown person made a phone call. "Xiaoyu, are you quarreling again? What's the reason this time?" "Don't be angry, come out for barbecue, your husband is here too." "Okay, okay, I won't say anything anymore. Ex, ex, okay!" Whenever Jiang Youyu and Duan Huaisheng had an argument at a party, everyone tried to stop them and tried to persuade them. "Stop the quarrel, stop the quarrel." "Just think it's for us and you can reconcile for a while." The light was dim, Duan Huaisheng put down his wine glass and stared at his lover: "What should I say, reconciliation?" Jiang Youyu glared at him and wiped the corners of his eyes: "Oh... Okay." Later, Duan Huaisheng touched the back of Jiang Youyu's neck and watched him sobbing in his arms. "Cry, baby," Duan Huaisheng said in Zhuma's ear, "but this time no matter how many tears I shed, I won't break up." Intention: Live in the moment and embrace every feeling.