Pseudobone/taboo
On the day of the funeral, it snowed heavily.
Jiang Yingwan stood guard in front of the cold mourning hall, and saw Chen Bozhou's figure walking out of the heavy snow in the distance, with a cold air all over his body, and his elegant and handsome temperament, just like before.
He walked through the noisy crowd and came straight towards her.
The noise faded away and the crowd dispersed.
Jiang Yingwan raised her head and pulled his cold fingers, slowly tightening her grip: "Brother, can you not leave this time?"
Chen Bozhou pulled away silently, and for a long time, he touched her hair with a distant touch, like he did when he was a child: "Go down, he is still waiting for you."
She opened the window and saw her fiancé standing beside the car in the snow.
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It's a rainy night in late summer, hot and humid.
The ancestral home in my hometown has only one bedroom, and my father is sleeping soundly.
The sofa in the living room was very narrow, and Jiang Yingwan's hair was wet and stuck to Chen Bozhou's chest. Her slender calves hooked up with his, and her suppressed sobs were lost in the sound of the rain.
She asked: "When you went to the temple in the afternoon, you knelt for so long. What were you asking the Buddha for?"
Chen Bozhou said nothing and only took off the hearing aid in his left ear. When he leaned forward again and again, he lowered his head and kissed her smooth forehead.
What he promised was that after a hundred years, he alone would go to hell.
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*Double c, double clean, the heroine's fiancé has another hidden secret
*The male and female protagonists have no blood relationship and are not in the same household register.
Purpose: Become a better version of yourself
