My Boyfriend Is a Monster

My name is Cheng Sijin, I am twenty-four years old and an ordinary suspense novel writer. In order to cope with the pressure from people around me to get married, and to experiment with ideas for new pits, as a writer, I made up a lie, a lie called "boyfriend." "He? He's about the same age as me. He graduated from the 985 Department of Bioengineering and Philosophy with double master's degrees. He is a very good person and responsible." "She looks quite handsome and doesn't lose her temper at will. Her parents are in business and work abroad all year round. She lives in a villa in the capital and has a car and a house to her name." "All in all, a perfect boyfriend." I opened the door of the house where I lived alone amidst the call of "You won't encounter a pig-killing plate, right?" There was a strange man sitting on the sofa at the door. Black hair, dark eyes, handsome appearance, with a slightly gloomy intellectual temperament. He raised his head and gave me a knowing smile. "You're back." With a "click", the phone fell to the ground. The boyfriend in the novel seems to have come true just like this. But what to do. In the setting, my "boyfriend" is a complete monster and murderer. … Much later, my boyfriend and I said, "I seem to have gradually become a kind of outsider." "Where?" The boyfriend made a curious expression. I answered without hesitation: "Probably moral." Intention: If the love between two people lasts for a long time, how can it be in the realm of the world?