After My Brooding Ghost Ex-Husband Came After Me

A sensitive, introverted girl on the verge of being driven mad VS a yandere cosplay master (Told in third person) I had a cultivation partner. He was obsessive, bloodthirsty, and extremely controlling. We tormented each other for more than ten years, until I witnessed the heavenly punishment. Only then was I finally free. When I opened my eyes again, it was a hundred years later. I was trapped inside a gloomy old mansion. The young man who woke me said this was the site where a great cultivator had perished, and that it was extremely dangerous. He told me to stay close to him at all times. Faceless portraits were hidden all over the rooms. From time to time, evil spirits crawled out of them. They hugged me from behind and gently kissed my cheeks, then raised their daggers and maliciously stabbed at the young man. I knew the story behind these portraits, and had guessed who the mansion’s owner was. The young man told me that my cultivation partner, who had always considered himself supreme and been arrogantly beyond compare, had vanished in that heavenly punishment. This place might be the last trace of him left in the world. I burned one weeping portrait after another, as if burning away our once beautiful, now ruined past. He said he would fight me until one of us died. I never expected that, a hundred years later, I would be the one to outlive him. - I used to think my ex-husband was the greatest calamity of my life. As it turned out, I was right. After leaving him, my path to immortality went smoothly, and I made many friends. But for some reason, I kept growing suspicious, convinced that the people around me were like him. The young man I shared a fleeting glance with beneath the flowers and moonlight was like him. The opponent I fought on the tournament platform, full of confidence and vigor, was like him. The senior sister I became close friends with, the one I could talk to about anything, was like him. No one knew about our past, yet every new person I met seemed like him. - Lu Yingtian was born a demon, destined to become the great villain who would turn the world upside down. He never imagined he would suppress his own nature for someone, debase himself by pretending to be other people to amuse her and win her favor. He watched her betray him and make love to “other people,” consumed by jealousy and driven mad. Yet her touch and soft kisses also made him fall into a lovesick trance, leaving him heartbroken and resentful. “I hate you.” He kept kissing her, biting through her rosy lips as he wept. “I hate you.” But his soul said, I like you. I love you. Reader’s guide: Written to indulge my personal kinks. The male lead is a straight-up villain and a true yandere. There’s room to redeem him, but he won’t be redeemed completely! Check out my completed novel, The Black-Bellied Male Lead Begs Me to Help Him Win Me Over, in my author collection. A scheming, green-tea puppy fights tooth and nail to get what he wants! Please add my forthcoming novels in my author collection! Theme: Rediscover yourself