When Lin Li was fourteen years old, he witnessed the boy upstairs falling down to his death and knocking off the jasmine flowers on his balcony.
He got seriously ill and his parents died in a car accident. He took the jasmine flowers to his grandfather's house, and his grandfather asked him to take good care of the pot of jasmine flowers.
He was in poor health and was prone to attracting dirty things since he was a child. His grandfather taught him to send spirits. When he was a child, he was always ostracized and easily bullied because he was prone to illness.
But the people who bullied him either fell down or got sick, as if someone was always protecting him by his side.
"Hey, Li, why do I always feel cold on my back every time I hold you?" Zhou Yue'an rubbed his arms and looked around, but couldn't see anything.
Lin Li glanced at a tall, long-haired man standing next to him. He had deep eyebrows and was looking at him with some grievance and resentment. His voice was low and jealous, and he said: "Don't let him hug you."
"Are you jealous?" Lin Li looked cold, with a slight smile on his face.
The long-haired man hugged him from behind seriously, rubbed his head, and said seriously: "Mine."
Sick, cold, cute, obedient and jealous
Intention: Love makes people grow flesh and blood, and can also return to the world from hell