Cannon Fodder Ex-Husband Died Heartbroken

There is a type of person who is a perfect companion, caring, considerate, gentle and patient. They are the stepping stones for the protagonist to run towards true love, and they are the "predecessors" who "the predecessors planted trees and the latter enjoy the shade". Okay, then leave. Then shocked. Cannon fodder ex-husbands: Hey, you are not sick, are you? You want to let go of the precious Miaomiao you have been chasing for so long, and come back and hug me as a stepping stone? ? ? Can you cure your blindness? ! ! Palace chapter: The Sick Beauty Tyrant Attacks × The Cold General Suffers I once covered the imperial city with snow-white pear blossoms just to prevent dust from staining his green boots. I also used three thousand palace lanterns to illuminate his way back home. He is polite to everyone, but he has a cold expression when facing me. Childhood sweethearts, we have been together for fifteen years, but in exchange, he threatened me with death, begging me to let him go. I agreed. I have been depressed for a long time, and have become ill due to overwork. I suffer from heart disease, waist disease, and stomach disease. The imperial doctor concluded that I have only one year to live. After hearing this, he looked a little stunned. Later, he knelt on the ground covered in mud, holding a thousand-year-old snow lotus on the sacred mountain that can cure hundreds of poisons, and begged me to drink the medicine. (Third person in the text) Rich family chapter: Substitute Attack × Gold Master Suffer Cang Nan is a perfect stand-in. He relied on a face that was fifty or sixty-six percent similar to Bai Yueguang's to become the lover maintained by the financial owner. He took good care of his sponsor when he was drunk. He showed no timidity in dealing with the social circle of businessmen and celebrities of his financial backers. The benefactor chanted Bai Yueguang's name, and he gently kissed the corner of the other person's lips. The financial owner stared at his face infatuatedly, and he wisely kept his mouth shut. The sponsor reminded him again and again: "Cangnan, you are just a substitute." After hearing the news of Bai Yueguang's return to China, the financial owner decisively broke off with Cang Nan. "I've been treating you well this year. Don't come to me again. From now on, bridge to bridge, road to bridge. Even if you see me on the road, pretend you don't know me, so as not to misunderstand Xiaoyu. Do you hear me clearly?" In the bar late at night, Cang Nan played guitar music. The man in an expensive suit struggled to squeeze through the crowd, looking haggard and speaking cautiously: "... Let's talk, okay?" Cang Nan glanced at him and played a few notes at random: "Who are you?" Cultivation of Immortality: The gloomy and glamorous Demon Lord attacks × the selfishness of the Saint and the Immortal Lord suffers The cave is dark, with ghosts chirping and wind howling, bewitching and poisonous exotic flowers and plants, and rugged dead trees and strange rocks. The immortal king's clothes are as white as snow, unstained by frost and dust: "In a hundred years or a thousand years, I will never be able to fall in love with you." Also, how can a person who is like an immortal fall in love with me who kidnapped him? I'm just a shady monster. I took him through the eighteen secret passages of the Demon Palace, introduced the poisons and effects of each flower and grass, and brought back gadgets from the market to make him happy. He never looked me in the eyes. When the sword pierced my heart, he seemed stunned for a moment. Behind him were numerous dignitaries from well-known families pouring in from the secret passage. Later, I changed my face and killed everyone who besieged the Demon Palace that year. As the leader of the righteous path, he remained silent. Before turning around, I lowered my eyes and looked at the hand clasped on my arm, and asked coldly: "What do you do with the Immortal Lord?" Those eyes that were always as cold as frost and snow were extremely scarlet, but his tone was cautious: "Can I... Take a look at your chest? The way you walk is like my... Old friend." (Third person in the text) Farming Chapter: "The Days of Chasing My Husband and Feeding Me Soft Rice" A poor peasant boy is attacked by a beautiful husband of a high family The husband who was making a fuss about leaving home secretly came back in the middle of the night. One of his shoes was missing and he got into the bed of the husband he disliked. The copy needs to be revised and perfected, and the unit text will be added as I think of it. The world is ordered according to inspiration. All worldshe Mission: Dedication, integrity, friendliness