My Childhood Friend Is a Corpse

At nine, Chi Xi had two little cookies. He ignored young master Yin Lingye's yearning gaze and put both into Qi Xiuyuan's palm, the butler's son's hand.

At thirteen, Chi Xi received a blue butterfly that young master Yin Lingye had arranged to have brought all the way from Nanyang. He turned around and gave it to Qi Xiuyuan.

At eighteen, Chi Xi didn't go to the birthday fireworks Yin Lingye had prepared for him. Instead, he passionately kissed Qi Xiuyuan in a tiny rented apartment.

At twenty-three, Chi Xi finally won Qi Xiuyuan's heart and was preparing to marry him.

Then he died on that rainy night.

Blood spattered everywhere.

Qi Xiuyuan's unattainable first love had been driving. Qi Xiuyuan covered up the evidence.

At twenty-four, Chi Xi's soul watched Yin Lingye receive a life sentence for flushing the dismembered remains of two people down the sewer.

Chi Xi closed his eyes.

His childhood friend had given him eternal snow, raging winds, and long, silent nights, but in the end, Chi Xi had ruined his life.

When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to his teenage years.

Chi Xi thought he still had time to make up for many regrets. But in this life, Yin Lingye had just died in an accident, his body cold and pale.

The Yin family wielded immense power. They did everything they could to preserve the body and secretly searched for someone to marry Yin Lingye in a ghost marriage.

Young Chi Xi stepped through the Yin family's door, tilting his head slightly as he held a knife.