Quick Wear: That Crazy Villain Always Forces Love

Jin Zhouxue stroked the angry cat with his big hands, pressed him back, and wrapped him with a quilt.

"The security here is not that good. It must be the drunkards causing trouble. Let's go abroad for our honeymoon."

Wen Liang rested his chin on the man's shoulder, feeling vaguely that it was Ji Jueming who was talking to him. He sighed and decided to let go of his chaotic thoughts. Under the man's comfort, his eyelids began to droop. He couldn't think straight and replied in a daze, "Honeymoon?"

"Well," Jin Zhouxue pushed back the slightly damp hair on Wen Liang's forehead, "Newlyweds all have to go on a honeymoon. It's a custom."

"Then let's go."

The car horn didn’t sound again in the second half of the night, but it kept ringing in Wen Liang’s mind for most of the night.

He didn't know if his choice was right. In a daze, the half-asleep boy grabbed Jin Zhouxue's arm and complained, "Don't split it anymore in the future. I can't bear to repair it..."

Jin Zhouxue kept his eyes open, having not slept all night.

Early the next morning, Wen Liang was carried into the car by Jin Zhouxue before he even woke up.

On the private plane flying abroad, Wen Liang, wearing an eye mask and noise-canceling earplugs, slept more soundly than at home. Jin Zhouxue, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but want to laugh. Little Mihu was the kind of person who sold himself and let the human traffickers count the money.

The destination was Russell's country. Russell, who had successfully hitched a flight home, looked at the scene in front of him and just wanted to put on sunglasses to prevent himself from being blinded by the glare.

"Yesterday's wedding was really lively,"

As soon as Russell opened his mouth, Jin Zhouxue glared at him, "Speak softly, don't wake him up, he didn't sleep well last night"

Russell could only imitate Jin Zhouxue and say in a very light voice, "Sir, please give an objective evaluation of your opinion on the fact that my wife has too many ex-lovers and suitors."

"I can't make an objective assessment," Jin Zhouxue's eyes reflected the image of her lover, "I love him subjectively."

-

For their honeymoon, Wen Liang and Jin Zhouxue first went to an island and returned to a manor abroad a month later.

Wen Liang didn't expect to see Popcorn, who was already 16 years old, here. Later he learned that this manor was originally where Jin Zhouxue lived before he returned to China.

Popcorn had reached the end of its life, and when he saw Wen Liang again he recognized him at the first sight.

Wen Liang sent away the popcorn here and continued his journey with Jin Zhouxue.

They went to many places, climbed mountains, watched the sunrise, lived in a cabin in the dense forest, went to the northernmost part of the earth to see the aurora, and chased the sunset on the top of the snow-capped mountains...

They have traveled across half of the globe, leaving their footprints everywhere. Wen Liang would take pictures in every place and then put them away.

After the trip, Wen Liang stayed abroad with Jin Zhouxue. He applied for admission to a foreign university through self-study and began his studies.

Wen Liang would occasionally talk to Luan Zhou using the communicator, but most of the time they could not get in touch because Luan Zhou was gradually withdrawing from this world and Jin Yuan began to take control of this body.

Wen Liang knew that as long as he stayed away from Ning Ran, and Shen Sinan and Ji Jueming stayed away from Jin Zhouxue, there would be no problems.

He has given up on the side quest.

In the past few years, or even hundreds of years, he probably would not have been able to make a choice.

In the sixth year of Wen Liang and Jin Zhouxue's marriage, Wen Liang's health began to deteriorate.

I don’t know if it’s the effect of the sickly lucky bag plug-in or the original owner’s congenital disease, but Wen Liang’s illness is coming on fiercely.

In the manor, Wen Liang nestled in Jin Zhouxue's arms, with an IV drip on his hand and the back of his hand warmed by the man's warm hand. He was now mostly drowsy, and the time he was awake was getting shorter and shorter.

There were more than a dozen top international medical experts waiting outside the door, ready to serve at any time. But in fact, no matter how many there were, it was useless because no one could cure Wen Liang's illness this time.

The weather on this side of the manor is like spring all year round, and the jungle outside the walls is lush and green.

Only Wen Liang's tree is withering faster.

Wen Liang felt that Jin Zhouxue was becoming more and more depressed, even more lifeless than this patient. He pulled the man's collar and teased him, "I'm already like this, can I find another man now?"

Wen Liang was not sad at all.

He has no regrets anymore. Not to mention the CET-4, he can even take the IELTS without any problem. He speaks English so fluently that he can leave Russell speechless.

Wen Liang originally asked this to make Jin Zhouxue relax, but he didn't expect the man to reply with a slightly self-blaming tone:

"They... came here and wanted to see you, but I stopped them. If you want to see them, I can arrange it."

Wen Liang immediately knew who Jin Zhouxue was talking about. He thought about it and shook his head, "No, it would be even more sad if I saw them."

Jin Zhouxue pinched Wen Liang's leg and stared at him deeply, "Okay, I won't see you. I'll do whatever you say."

Wen Liang raised the corner of his mouth, "Speak nicely, why are you suddenly showing off to me?"

The sun shone on the man's face. Wen Liang reached out and touched the man's temples. The corners of his mouth that had been raised could not help but turn down again. "Why are you white? Mr. Jin, you should be strong and healthy. This is not okay."

Jin Zhouxue smiled, "Your man is old."

Wen Liang disagreed with this. Jin Zhouxue didn't age at all. This man did it once a day, which was equivalent to several others. He was also very handsome. Wherever they went over the years, they would attract countless admirers.

Jin Zhouxue's white hair grew after he became ill.

It was as if Jin Zhouxue's vitality was drained away along with Wen Liang's life.

Wen Liang is actually not good at separations and deaths, no matter how many times he experiences it.

"The old send off the young, isn't that us?" Wen Liang said, then felt something was wrong, "I'm not saying you're old, I'm just saying I'm dying soon"

After Wen Liang finished speaking, he saw that the man's expression was gloomy and the pressure was even lower, so he simply shut his mouth.

Jin Zhouxue saw his lover's tiredness. He covered his lover's dark eyes with his hands and kissed his eyes through the back of his hands with his lips.

"Even if you die, your man will still find you, Wen Liang. You can't hide away."

Wen Liang curled his lips. Jin Zhouxue was still the same Jin Zhouxue.

-

Wen Liang died on a sunny autumn day.

According to Wen Liang's will, his funeral was not known to anyone, but just like a few years ago, three people came.

Wen Liang thought that time would fade their feelings for him, but he didn't know that over the years the three of them continued to get news about him from various channels.

Shen Sinan placed a bunch of red roses in front of the grave, with a gentle smile in his eyes. His expression became extremely gloomy as he stood up and walked towards Jin Zhouxue. The dagger in his hand was the blade that had slashed at his arm countless times, and now he held it tightly, wanting only to kill the man in front of him.

Fortunately, he was stopped by four or five people on both sides. The blade in his hand was bleeding, and his eyes were almost bleeding.

"How could you not take good care of him, he's so young... How could you let him lie here!!"

Shen Sinan couldn't accept it. He lost Wenliang again.

Jin Zhouxue's face was pale. He lowered his head and coughed up blood, which he wiped clean with a handkerchief.

His young wife, who is much older than him, likes clean, handsome men, and he cannot be inappropriate on this day.

Ji Jueming, who was standing by, not only secretly learned about Wen Liang's recent situation, he even knew about Wen Liang's illness.

He studied day and night, but he couldn't cure his little patient.

When he was a child, he couldn't save the person he loved the most. Now he still can't save the person he loves the most.

Ji Jueming stood in front of the tomb, dressed in black, with a normal look on his face, but he had already begun to rot from the heart, and his insides were dying bit by bit due to Wen Liang's illness. He stared at the several pieces of chocolate he had placed in front of the tomb, thinking that Wen Liang must be lying to them, and the boy would steal a piece of chocolate and hide away to eat it when no one was paying attention.

It must be.

It must be like this...

Jin Yuan's voice had become hoarse from crying. He knew the news of Wen Liang's death earlier than the other two.

He broke into Jin Zhouxue's manor, and over the years, he secretly fought with his uncle countless times.

Never let Wen Liang know.

Wen Liang asked him to be obedient, and Jin Yuan did. But now that Wen Liang is gone, who should he listen to?