The Crematorium of Morbid Love

Thank you for meeting a wonderful person on a blind date. The other party is well-educated, careful and gentle, and his family background is excellent. The next day she slept with her sister... The beautiful woman looked at her with her chin propped up, kissed her thin lips, her eyes were red, and she looked at her who was trembling with tears, "Yes... I'm sorry... It's okay not to be responsible, I will keep it as a secret from my future sister-in-law..." Even though Fu Zhaoli was the sister of her blind date, even though Fu Zhaoli and her had a one-night stand, Although everyone reminded her that Fu Zhaoli was different from what he appeared to be, he held her in his arms and timidly called her wife... She had no hesitation and chose to go to Las Vegas with Fu Zhaoli to get the certificate. That night, Xie Yan leaned in his wife's arms, watched the fireworks in the sky, and listened to his wife's soft and affectionate words of love. He felt that he had met the gentlest god on a winter night. However, after marriage, Fu Zhaoli was like a cold immortal, indifferent to her, and did not allow her to socialize, forcing her to stay at home. Xie Yan loves her more and more to please her, even if he does things that are ridiculous. He only received a cold look of disgust from his wife. Fu Zhaoli said: "You are not my ideal wife. I am a little annoyed and almost regret it. Can't you just stay at home quietly..." There was only one heartbreak when Xie Yan was in a car accident. She simply pretended to have amnesia and said that she had completely forgotten about Fu Zhaoli. Fu Zhaoli took her home, closed the door, and began to weave new lies for her to make her his most ideal wife. Xie Yan saw the fake madness in her eyes, with no remorse at all. Fu Zhaoli was a complete lunatic, and he kept telling lies... That one-night stand back then was not the intention of a drunken sister having a lover... She just wanted to lock her up. Seeing her painful struggle, Fu Zhaoli just said arrogantly: "I think it's fun to raise you, but why are you running away?" Finally, Xie Yan was disheartened. No news since. / Indeed, Fu Zhaoli thought that he had never loved Xie Yan, he just thought she was suitable and fun. Later. Everyone knows that Fu Zhaoli went crazy looking for his wife several times. Fu Zhaoli finally understood that Xie Yan was medicine, a painkiller that filled the void in her heart. Love to the core. / The cold-looking woman knelt humbly in front of Xie Yan, her body trembling, crying bitterly, tightly tugging on Xie Yan's clothes, "Honey, I was wrong, really wrong... Please don't say you don't know me, I will never hurt you again... Don't love others." Xie Yan could no longer see clearly and turned his eyes away. Psychic, twisted, dank female ghost x gentle, tough, sunny and full of love Psychiatric X Painkillers ​#The person in a high position who controls everything broke his kneecaps and knelt down to admit his mistake to me# [Mainly, I want to write about the remorse of a mentally ill man who kneels down in pain and sheds tears as he pursues his wife in the crematorium...] Ps: The author's crazy work is about loving a psychopath and his wife. Put them together for a stir-fry meal. It may be a bit confusing and quite subversive, so please proceed with caution... Intention: Hey