Shen Ye is dead.
Died at Jiang He's wedding. As a former partner of "Ye He", Shen Ye never thought that the other party would kill him before the wedding.
After all, they are still concubines, right?
Therefore, Shen Ye never closed his eyes to death.
Perhaps the love is deep and the hatred is deep.
He became a water ghost in the Song River, haunting the ghost hunter named Jiang He day and night.
The red thread of love between the other party was torn away by him inch by inch, completely destroyed.
Even the newlywed husband has become a gray photo.
Shen Ye lovingly and yet maliciously kissed the young man who had lowered his head and said nothing during the funeral.
The other person's jade-like earlobes turned red from his play.
He badly wet the photo of the deceased in the center.
"Look, you only have me again, Jiang He."
Shen Ye thought that the young man couldn't hear him, so he kept talking to himself, expressing his emotions that were gradually deteriorating.
He didn't notice the dark eyes under the young man's bangs.
I can't feel the other person's increasingly cold body temperature either.
Little did they know that this thousand-year-old evil ghost wanted to transform himself from a short-lived human into an immortal ghost.
How many tricks were laid on him?
"Wait a minute, Shen Ye, you will be mine sooner or later."
Shen Ye couldn't hear these words. He only saw the handsome and melancholy young man leaning forward to kiss the wet photo, pious and beautiful.
Shen Ye was going crazy with jealousy.
But he didn't know that the photo was wrapped in dense red threads, and he didn't know that his coffin and heart were tightly tied to the other end of the red thread.
PS: Many of them are made up by myself and have no basis, so don't go into details.
Intention: Ten thousand feet in the sea of desire, one hundred feet in the world of mortals
