Hate the Bright Moon (Female Title)

Front row lightning protection fake mother and child bones If you don't like it, don't enter it. If you don't like it, don't enter it. No blood relationship. Short story. If you don't enter, v won't be on the list. It's fun to write it yourself. Jiyue Xing, the head of the family, had been decisive in killing, arrogant and cold all his life. He only shed tears in front of the spirit of his deceased husband. Her deceased husband, You Yangzhao, was dressed in clear red clothes. He was as handsome, clear and gentle as the rising sun. She and he were committed to each other for the rest of their lives. The late husband's health had deteriorated since he gave birth to twins. The twins were born with unknown identities, one yin and one yang, so one should be killed. However, the late husband, who was extremely weak after giving birth to the children, begged her to keep the children alive. Ji Yue Xing had been fair and strict throughout his life. Looking at her husband's sad and pleading eyes, he selfishly kept the younger brother of the twins alive without telling the family. She and her late husband imprisoned the children in a side courtyard and raised them secretly. The twin brother was named the only son. But the twins were born with a curse. The deceased husband's body quickly decayed, and his life withered and withered. The husband, who was as dazzling as the morning sun, eventually faded away and no longer had any chance of living. ——Leave her alone to survive in the world. She hated her sons. —— They are becoming more and more alike. The faces of the eldest son and the late husband were almost identical, but their temperaments were completely different, cold and arrogant. Therefore, Ji Yuexing has been strict and alienated from him since he was a child, seeming to avoid that similar face. The second son, who had been imprisoned in a side courtyard for almost his whole life, was exactly the same as his late husband. Whether it's the clear and gentle temperament like the rising sun melting into the moon, or that handsome face. ——Exactly the same. —— After years of escaping, she was finally willing to visit her second son, just because the face that was almost exactly the same as that of her late husband could make her addicted to him for a moment. She loved him in every possible way, which seemed to make up for years of escape and motherly love. Then the second son, after being drunk that day, hugged her, buried his head on her shoulder, and spoke softly in a low voice. "... Mother, you can treat me as anyone you want." Even the father. It's okay as long as you're not in pain. He tilted his head obediently and let her take whatever she wanted. His voice was extremely low and hoarse, as if he was tempting her to fall into hell. "Mother, love me..." Those clear and gentle eyes seemed to be the most exposed abyss, dragging her into hell with depression. So she fell completely into the abyss, indulging in his eyebrows and eyes that were similar to her late husband's every night. ... She regarded him as a replacement for her deceased husband. "Chaoyun." She called him in a mute voice, looking at the gentle, indifferent and handsome second son, inserting her fingers into his hair, forcing him to look up at her, "... Say you love me." Ji Chaoyun's dilated pupils slowly focused, and his wet eyes fell on her face. He reached out and touched her cheek, his fingertips trembling slightly, and his voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible. "... I love you." He is always indulging his mother. Ji Yuexing suddenly lowered her head and kissed him, swallowing this confession into her belly along with all his breathing. —— Jimo Chen always wanted to get a look from her. He has been dedicated to his duties, respectful and humble, and worked hard since he was a child, just so that his mother can have an excellent heir. ... Even if he is a man. Everything has changed since my father died. His mother no longer looked at him. No matter how diligent and outstanding he was, and how hard he worked, he never got a lingering glance from her. His mother became even more alienated from him. No matter how well he did, she would never smile at him. She would always be aloof, as cold and indifferent as the snow in the Tianshan Mountains. ... You should take a look at mine. He just wanted her to take one more look, so he imitated her look, arrogant, cold, and unsmiling, as if he could get closer to her in this way. ——He is obviously good enough. He excelled in swordsmanship, strategy, martial arts, knowledge, and family business. Even the most demanding elders in the clan who despised his manly status could not fault him. He is always chasing her shadow. But why... Why does her gaze always only stay for a brief moment before passing by lightly? ... You should take a look at mine. He longed for his mother's approval but couldn't get it, and the emotions he had suppressed for many years gradually twisted into deep obsession and hatred. Then, he discovered the secret between his mother and the ominous son who was imprisoned in the side courtyard. He stood indifferently in the shadows, watching his mother's jade-like fingertips gently curling his brother's hair. ——He obviously bleeds the same blood and looks exactly the same, so why is he the only one who never gets mercy? He tried his best to imitate his father and please his mother, trying his best to do his best, but he didn't even dare to ask for a touch. And the younger brother who killed his father could even get a kiss from her. ... He's going crazy. 1. The bones of mother and child, maybe the pseudo-bones are not related by blood, a cold, feudal woman, the head of a martial arts family × gentle, indifferent, taciturn, gentle, if the rising sun will always indulge and always pity the second son + the surface is cold, arrogant and restrained, but in fact, he is crazy and twisted, the eldest son of a dank man 2. Substitute literature is a mixture of all kinds of nonsense, including super invincible, invincible and invincible, as well as the time-traveling Long Aotian male partner, while the heroine only loves her dead husband most of the time. 3. Chinese mother and son are monarchs, enemies, love rivals, sisters, friends and roommates. Mother and son are only the moment when the mother is lying on the hospital bed. As an only son, I have never had the courage to sit with my mother and have a glass of wine. I am afraid of seeing my mother's deep eyes. Mother's eyes are what men fear most in their lives. Likewise, mother's praise is what men desire most in their lives. 4. The heroine is 35 years old. She is an invincible and beautiful mother-level woman, an elegant, mature and cool white-skinned mother. 5. Weird literature, so the two male protagonists have very deep arrows. The male protagonist is both clean, and will be a mess in the Shura field. The story is relatively dank and sticky, and the love is very twisted. It is a short story. It should not be included in the v list. Just have fun with me. Cut off your legs. Cut off your legs. Cut off your legs. If you don't like it, don't comment. Intention: dd