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#On how to deal with your ex-wife when you meet your ex-wife again after a thousand years of physical death and Taoism? #
#What should I do if I become a dog again with no future? #
#Plushvelve band-aid, do you want it? #
Chun Ye Nian's father is a monster wolf attack × gloomy world-weary beauty, strong and miserable god, respected by the god
Double life｜Stand-in literature｜Two-way redemption｜Attack favor and favor｜He ending
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Hanlang is the unluckiest wolf in the world.
The young master of the demon tribe has a noble status but is the reincarnation of a evil star. He was abandoned at a young age and has no relatives or friends. He was also sent to the human world to kill his anger in a cultivation sect.
He hates humans the most.
Human beings, trouble.
Sick humans are in more trouble.
——This is Han Lang's unshakable creed.
Until he met a sickly and beautiful human being.
The man had black hair like a waterfall, his skin was as white as snow, and his eyelashes were drooped, like a handful of moonlight that would disperse at any time.
Han Lang said: Actually it's not that troublesome.
Man, you can lean on the wolf's chest.
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Wanchen is the last silver-feathered phoenix in the world.
The phoenix cannot drink unless it is a sweet spring, nor can it rest unless it is a phoenix tree. The person he admired was once the unruly but sincere young general who would bring him frost and dew and watch the clouds rolling and swaying with him.
But he is just a sword made by Heaven to kill the Ghost Emperor. There is no incense to worship him, and no one cares about him. He is destined to burn himself and die early.
His liking is irrelevant.
After the Taoist monk died, all that was left alive was a walking corpse.
Thousands of years later, he became a fugitive wanted by the three realms. He was poisoned so much that he was forced to change his name and hunker down in a small sect in a corner to wait quietly for death.
But a white wolf grabbed the corner of his clothes.
The wolf was young, reckless, and ridiculously possessive. He took everything about him as his own business, rushing to make medicine for him, and stubbornly wanted him to live.
Wangchen knew that Han Lang was not him.
But the passion in those eyes was very much like the person who picked him up from the snow on that snowy night a thousand years ago.
Wangchen let himself sink, letting himself use Han Lang as a substitute, always thinking: After I die, erasing his memory will mean that he will not remember that he loved someone he shouldn't have loved.
Wangchen lowered his eyes and looked at the person who applied medicine to him: "I won't live long."
The young man put his forehead against his knees and rubbed them muffledly: "I know, I will find a way. Don't worry, I will be with you."
Wangchen looked at the face that looked exactly like that person: "You are still very young."
——You can still regret it.
But the young man raised his head, his eyes blazing: "I don't care, I don't care whether you are young or not. Anyway, don't even think about leaving me."
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Later, Han Lang regained all his memories.
He is not a substitute, he is the sworn ex-husband who Wangchen can't forget!
A thousand years ago, I lost my soul to save him, and a thousand years later, I made the same mistake again for him.
Han Lang stood outside the door, looking at the pale and thin profile of the man in the room for a long time. He should have hated it - he was deceived and died in an unknown way in his previous life, so when he met again in this life, he should just stand by and let him fend for himself.
But the pale wrist was held in his palm again, as cold as holding a handful of snow.
He heard his own voice, vicious, but with an uncontrollable tremor: "Want to die? You are such a heinous person, and I want to be the first in line!"
The ex-wife's gray eyes suddenly brightened for a moment, and she asked with expectation: "Then when do you plan to take action?"
"... Tomorrow."
Day after day, there are so many tomorrows.
A few months later, the man asked again: "When will we do it?"
Han Lang, who was biting the comb, held the tail of his hair and impatiently corrected the posture of the man who wanted to turn around: "Drink the medicine first, and if you obey, I will kill you tomorrow."
"If you obey, I will kill you tomorrow." He had been saying this for three months.
Han Lang lowered his head, unable to see his expression clearly.
Be obedient and drink the medicine. Be obedient and live. Be obedient and let me keep you for one more day.
Even if it's just one day.
#Don't ask why you became a dog again#
#My ex-wife likes puppies, what can he do#
#But puppies are also afraid, afraid that they won't be able to keep you this time#
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Reading Guide
1. Dual life setting, always 1V1, attacking and receiving are always mutual.
2. Past and present lives are intertwined, substitutes are misunderstandings, and deep affection is instinct.
3. The straight-ball wolf monster at the end of the year × the sickly, world-weary phoenix, a mixture of sweetness and abuse, ending in HE
Intention: Love is deep and worthy of failure, and the journey back from two lives to one person
