My dead husband just won't leave me alone
[Third-person narration]
[Top protagonist]
Your name is Sang Fengyue, a handsome man with an eventful romantic history. But only you know that your current partner, your ex, and the one before him are all tricks played by your dead husband.
Your dead husband is an evil god. He seems to come from another planet, and he used to parasitize human bodies and fall in love with you. When the bells toll, he leaves, only to return in a new body.
You have your own way of identifying him: just find the person in the crowd who is most obsessed with you, then accept his advances.
But after one breakup, you discover two equally obsessed men standing before you, while an indescribable thing rises from the bathtub at home.
Your name is Sang Fengyue, and in the end, you get together with your dead husband's true form.
Your dead husband feels terribly guilty, saying that he couldn't be by your side every moment in the past and left you lonely for a long time.
You frown and quickly calculate the periods when you were single.
Oh no, the numbers don't add up.
So you braid his tentacles into pigtails and say considerately, "What matters is that it all worked out in the end."
One day, a human you'd once mistaken for your husband comes to visit. You glance back at the tentacles spreading through the bedroom and say solemnly, "You've got the wrong person."
Before he can say anything, you shut the door at once, making sure he hasn't seen the pink tentacle already wrapped around your ankle and waist.
As you are nearly enveloped by suckers, you think hazily that he seems to know your house key is under the flowerpot.
Click. The door opens.
Moral: Love can transcend time and space
