Crazy Sister Also Committed the Following Crimes Today

The cold, white, black and forbearing sister vs. The cowardly, long-loving and crazy girl On a winter night, An Mutang returned home and saw An Zhiyu opening the door for him. Their eyes met briefly, and then they both avoided each other, leaving a silent awkwardness hanging in the air. Mom's voice came from the kitchen: "Let's start dinner when everyone is here. Why do you two sisters look unfamiliar and don't speak to each other?" What she doesn't know is: The last time the two met was in the rental house in Florence, they had just ended an unpleasant five-day romance. This entanglement was the result of An Zhiyu's hard work and tricks. In her opinion, An Mutang simply hated her. At the dinner table, they talked about An Zhiyu's blind date today. An Zhiyu pretended to be relaxed and weaved lies without changing her face, "Who wouldn't like that girl who has a good temper, a gentle personality, and is tolerant and friendly?" Opposite him, An Mutang raised his eyes, and the corners of his lips curved in a very light, but not warm arc. "Really?" That night, An Zhiyu woke up to the familiar scent of tuberose. But the door that should have been locked was left open. Her sister, who was always decent in front of others and was praised by everyone, was sitting on the edge of her bed. An Zhiyu was forced to exchange a bloody kiss. An Mutang's fingertips opened the top button of An Zhiyu's pajamas, and the cool touch caused the person underneath him to shiver. Her voice fell in the silence, and her words were clear: "Has the tooth mark I left last time faded? Will you tell your marriage partner that it was your sister who bit it?" /They are a morbid symbiosis that no one can forgive. / Tips for reading this article: 1. Not related by blood, not from the same household register 2.1V1, he 3. Private setting: same-sex marriageable Here is a preview of "I became sick and weak after using pheromones and became a crematorium" Copywriting: Shen Zhiwei always thought that her encounter with He Jinye was a gift from fate. On that rainy night, the soaked, pale and fragile Omega fainted in front of her door. His snowy skin was dyed cold by the light, like an abandoned precious porcelain. She put it away distressedly and took good care of it. He Jin has also "lost his memory". He is well-behaved and dependent, and his heart and eyes are all about her. When Omega was trembling in pain in her arms due to an inexplicable illness, his cold eyes were filled with blurred water, and his whole body almost turned into a pool of spring water. He squeezed out broken sobs from between his teeth: "Please... Please." The crying voice begged for a temporary mark, and Shen Zhiwei blushed and felt soft. She gave the mark and handed over her unreserved sincerity. They had a sweet time, and Shen Zhiwei used all the connections and resources at his disposal to find her family and a way to treat her illness. So, when He Jinye's family finally came, Shen Zhiwei was really happy for her. She thought that as He Jinya said, they would have a future. Until she heard it with her own ears, He Jin also said to others in a cold tone that she had never heard before: "If only Destiny's wife could not cure my disease, how could I have acted with her for these few months? It's really funny." At that moment, Shen Zhiwei's world collapsed silently. It turns out that from the rainy night when they first met to every dependent hug, from the pain of illness to the sweet mark, it was all a drama carefully calculated by her. He Jinye's illness was never incurable, but the medicine happened to be him. She let go silently, ending the joke. It was as if he had never known this person before. Later, He Jin had everything he needed, and his symptoms were stable, but he was tortured by the pain of losing that breath every night. She finally understood that what she calculated was not medicine, but love that cut out her heart and bones. He Jin also found his former lover again. His once cold eyes were now full of water, but deep in his pupils burned some kind of almost crazy obsession. She buried her head into the side of He Jinye's neck, her voice trembling slightly. "Just let me die in your hands. At least this way, the last thing I smell... Is still your scent." —— Reading tips: 1. Private facilities like mountains 2. No accessories Purpose: live a good life