Ex-Boyfriend with Severe Separation Anxiety Disorder

[The author feels a bit ashamed when looking back at the slimy and idiotic style, hahaha. Friends who jump into the trap need to be careful and don't order everything at once~ to avoid eating something you don't like~] After spending a lot of effort, Wen Qiu finally caught up with his senior. The other party's family is rich and powerful. He is the real "Prince" of Jingzhou. His temperament is arrogant and cold, his eyes are higher than his head, and he is as noble as a peacock on the top of a cliff. As for Wenqiu, he was timid and inferior, stupid and poor, with ripped shoes, old clothes, and nothing but a face. With such a huge gap, everyone felt that Wen Qiu would be kicked out soon. But a week later, Wen Qiu's clothes were all replaced by top luxury brands, and each piece was a couple's style for Wei Zhuo. A month later, Wen Qiu moved out of the dormitory and lived with Wei Zhuo. Half a year later, a classmate accidentally bumped into two people kissing each other in a corner of the school. Wei Zhuo, who used to be aloof and always looked down upon Wen Qiu, now looked flushed, his back was trembling, and his eyes were full of morbid and twisted obsession. Between his sticky and heavy breathing, he heard Wei Zhuo whispering to him over and over again - "... Let's go home, okay... Baby, they are all looking at you... No matter what, they are all looking at you..." The hysterical breathing was so horrifying that the student who covered his mouth tightly ran away. He did not dare to speak out and was ready to keep the matter in his stomach until a few days later, he heard that Wen Qiu had an accident and died. Wei Zhuo was unexpectedly calm. He went to class as usual, went home as usual, and wore the same couple's outfit as Wen Qiu. Until one sunny morning, Wei Zhuo stood on a high building holding Wen Qiu's clothes. The corners of his lips were cleft high, and he was so excited that he was shaking all over. He hugged his lover and said softly: "Don't even think about getting rid of me..." —— Wei Zhuo is dead. Wenqiu Dama, who was breaking the sugar cane with his bare hands, sat on the side of the road with a golden knife, looking at the pile of rotten meat, chewing the sugar cane and breaking it with the system. "That's it, you told me there are two more?" The system forced out a flattering smile. Wen Qiu: "... More money." [Tips before reading~~] 1. Attack and receive both physical and mental purity; 2. Someone who is very, very obsessed with feelings, emotionally and physically. The whole text will be very heavy-flavored, so be careful if you don't like this one! ! 3. It is not suitable for watching extreme party control. The author is a local dog and just writes some slimy and perverted articles. If you feel disgusted, just block the author. If you want to buy it, tell me in the comment area and I will give you a full refund; 4. Let me reiterate, it is not suitable for extreme party control. If you feel uncomfortable, please exit immediately. If you are attacked personally, I will attack you back (.•ˇˍˇ•.); 5. Anti-theft is 70% ~ The first chapter contains a very long and detailed discussion about demining, please don't miss it~ 6. The plot of the copywriting takes place in a virtual world. The world view is that Shou is injured and sleeping, and needs strong emotional stimulation to wake up, so Shou travels to his spiritual world to do tasks, with the intention of saving others, and there is no bad direction🙏 ["Brother, we are the best in the world" is being updated ~ Copywriting↓] [The noble and polite Little Sun Brother vs. The extremely controlling and sick brother who pretends to be a normal person] After her family was destroyed, fifteen-year-old Wen Zhuqing fled north with her newborn brother, intending to seek a chance at Changliu Fairy Mountain, where fairy families gathered. In the past, in order to support his younger brother, the noble son who was not a fan of the world fought for food with beggars, fought with vicious dogs, was stepped on in the mud, had his legs broken, and suffered all kinds of humiliation and suffering. But even so, the infant child still didn't let him go. She spits up milk, wets the bed, gets sick, cries day and night, and won't stop until her voice becomes hoarse. For many years, Wen Zhuqing hated this voice so much that whenever he heard it, he would get cold and tremble all over, and he couldn't even breathe. He tried to strangle this burden to death more than once. He was so disgusted that he refused to give him the surname Wen. He also used the most vicious words to curse him hysterically. But what can a half-year-old child understand? He can only smile at his brother with his little baby teeth. Lu Qi didn't understand anything. By the time he could remember, he was already in Changliuxian Mountain. He just felt that his brother had a bad temper, couldn't laugh, and was too busy all day long to see anyone. But he will give him the best of everything, spiritual herbs, elixirs, magic weapons... If others have something that he doesn't have, my brother will do everything possible to find it for him, no matter the cost. There were three full treasures in the Qiankun Bag, and his brother became the chief disciple of Changliu Immortal Mountain, a genius that attracted worldwide attention. They no longer have to squeeze into a small bed together, and they don't have to wait for Shikasu to finish eating his brother before eating his leftovers... They can live a good life. Luqi hugged the pillow happily, ready to go talk to his good friends and show off. But just as he climbed onto his friend's bed, the door behind him was split open with a sword. The swinging sword energy destroyed half of the room. Under the moonlight, Wen Zhuqing's long eyes were full of blood, and his slightly trembling pupils were filled with extremely twisted jealousy. After being snatched back by Wen Zhuqing, who was panting and trembling, Lu Qi thought blankly—— His brother seems to be crazy. Note: Not brothers, no blood relationship. Intention: Keep your original intention and persevere.