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Tan Xueci was a sickly young man whom everyone loathed.
His parents doted on their adopted son, and his brother found his constant illness annoying and bothersome.
Even the boyfriend he had been dating for three months only treated him as a body double.
It wasn’t until the Tan and He families arranged a marriage alliance that things changed.
The adopted son cried and refused to go, so his parents ignored Xueci’s opinion and packed him off to the He family.
Only then did he realize that they truly did not love him at all.
He also finally understood why his younger brother was so unwilling to go.
It was because that man was dead.
All he saw was the man’s spirit tablet and a pale, handsome funeral portrait.
On the wedding night, the He family locked him in the funeral hall.
The funeral banners swayed, and the coffin was pitch black.
“Mr… Mr. He, are you there?”
Xueci’s face was pale and his eyes were red.
He curled up and asked in a small voice, “Husband, are you there?”
Silence.
No one answered.
He didn’t know whether to feel relieved or terrified.
Rubbing his red eyes, he finally couldn’t hold out any longer and fell into a deep sleep.
He didn’t notice that the cold-faced man in the portrait moved his eyes very slightly.
His gaze was somber and deep.
He was staring at Xueci’s snow-white ankles.
Xueci discovered that everyone who used to bully him started having bad luck.
The actor who used his connections to steal Xueci’s role kept seeing ghosts on set, or the director would fall ill.
The adopted son who snatched everything from him suddenly got into a car accident.
Instead, Xueci became more and more famous.
It was as if everyone suddenly realized that a person named Tan Xueci actually existed in this world.
His parents cried and apologized, saying they wanted him to come home.
His ex-boyfriend said he realized he hadn’t treated him as a substitute and had fallen in love with him long ago.
He even said he didn’t mind that Xueci had been married.
Only Xueci knew that every night, he had a dream.
In the dream, a man would hold him and call him “baby.”
The man accompanied him everywhere he wanted to go.
It felt like this man loved him more than everyone else in the world combined.
Absurdly, he fell in love with someone in his dreams, but that person was already dead.
During a variety show, his ex-boyfriend, He Sui, suddenly confessed to him in front of the cameras.
After being rejected, He Sui became angry out of shame.
“I don’t even mind that you were married, so do you plan on spending the rest of your life with a dead man?” He Sui snapped.
[ ??? ]
[ What marriage? Holy sh*t, a secret marriage scandal, and the husband is already dead? Shocked.jpg ]
[ Is this something he can say? Tan Xueci is being too ungrateful, right? Who used to chase after Young Master He relentlessly? What is he pretending for now? ]
Xueci felt like he was about to collapse.
His face was deathly pale, and tears were on the verge of falling.
Just as he tried to dodge the hand reaching for his shoulder, the door to the set was suddenly pushed open.
A pale, handsome man wearing a black suit stood outside.
He looked gloomy yet gentle as he stared at Xueci’s tear-stained eyes.
“Baby, who bullied you?” he asked.
He had returned.
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