Chapter 603

But Wen Xin sometimes gives off the vibe of a scumbag woman who has two husbands, as if she has married two husbands.

The first wife is very virtuous and generous, but she is also cynical and self-loathing. One of them might end her own life, which scares her heart. What about the other one?

She's domineering and childish, but easy to coax. However, if she's not careful, she might start questioning her own existence and end up in a miserable state.

At once……

Wen Xin became increasingly confused. She had only married one husband, just one!

There won't be another one!

She swore!

But the current situation is just that complicated and hard to explain.

For example, right now, Wen Xin was dragged out of her sweet dream by an extremely melancholy aura.

She struggled to open her eyes, fighting off sleep, and met someone's deep, resentful gaze.

In that instant, Wen Xin truly felt like a fickle and heartless woman who had betrayed her husband's deep affection.

Wen Xin: Uh...

Should she write a self-reproach edict?

But she really wasn't two-timing, after all, she really can't do the splits.

Moreover, Wen Xin really wants to say that the problem seems to have been caused by her dear, inhuman husband, right?

How did it become her fault when He had two personalities and was causing her trouble?

That's the logic, but it doesn't seem to make sense.

And when will one of her personalities appear? Could you give her a heads-up...?

Wen Xin clutched her aching heart, gasping for breath as she looked at the man in front of her. "Darling, can't you understand a human girl's need for sleep?"

Could you please stop bothering her every night?

The ghost said in a low voice, "I didn't wake you up."

And how does she manage to fall asleep?

She really doesn't love Him anymore!

The little liar kept lying to Him.

The madman was so heartbroken and saddened that he wished he could destroy all of humanity.

Wen Xin: "..."

First, humanity has not offended you; second, they still have not offended you; and finally, destroying the world will bring great retribution, my friend.

She pinched the bridge of her nose and said, "Your jealousy, mixed with resentment, is almost drowning me."

He felt increasingly aggrieved, "You treat me like a tool, you don't love me, and you're intimate with a hypocrite."

"Aren't I allowed to be jealous?"

Wen Xin: "..." Here it comes again, the perspective of a playboy and a scumbag woman is here again.

She took a deep breath. "I didn't use you as a tool, and I do love you. As for you and my brother...aren't you the same person?"

He felt wronged, but she felt wronged too?

After appeasing one personality, you have to appease another, even though they are all the same person.

"Ghosts and spirits" are still very distressing, "but you're telling a hypocrite..."

"I said I would feel more relaxed and carefree with you, and I meant it sincerely."

"I've always liked my brother, but wasn't that also liking you? Otherwise, why would I have accepted you so easily?"

Wen Xin tried her best to reason with Him, much like a cheating scumbag manipulating an innocent girl... Ugh, what kind of description is that?

She's the one who's truly suffering.

Moreover, every word she spoke came from the bottom of her heart.

The "ghost" bent down and hugged her, rubbing against her neck sadly. "Little bride, can't you just have me, just me?"

God knows how jealous and resentful He was watching her be intimate with that hypocrite.

Wen Xin: "..."

Doesn't the brother feel uncomfortable seeing her being intimate with Him?

He was almost driven to self-destruction by becoming withdrawn.

The "ghost" had a sinister expression, and he sneered inwardly.

Ha, why don't hypocrites just die?

However, He did not believe that He would just accept His fate. It was clearly He who pretended to be pitiful to soften the little bride's heart and satisfy His despicable desires.

Ha, despicable, shameless, and utterly hypocritical.

Wen Xin: "...Fine, you might as well just cut me in half."

She had lost all will to live.

Choosing either option would be wrong, and she didn't want to choose either one!

Sensing the young bride's sadness and distress, the "ghost" panicked.

He quickly pulled her into his arms, and when he saw her teary, almond-shaped eyes, he felt even more helpless.

"I...I never meant to force you, little bride, don't cry!"

Wen Xin lowered her eyes, glistening tears clinging to her eyelashes, her voice trembling slightly, "It's my fault for not doing a good job."

"No, you're perfect in every way, you're a hypocrite, it's He who's bad, and also..."

The "ghost" had dark, unfathomable eyes. "I'm not doing well either."

This was originally a struggle between Him and the hypocrite; she shouldn't have been dragged into it.

She was so innocent.

How cruel it would be to make her choose.

However, He whispered, "Neither He nor I want to back down. Even though we know we are one, neither of us is willing to share you."

She's so good, what gives this hypocrite the right to do that?

Wen Xin pursed her lips, unsure of what to say.

Human dual personality disorder is an extremely troublesome and difficult problem, and it cannot be resolved with just a few words from anyone, let alone a terrifying deity that has existed for thousands of years.

He will only become more stubborn about her affairs.

Wen Xin looked up at Him and calmly said, "I don't know how to advise you. I haven't experienced your pain, so I have no right to stand on the moral high ground and point fingers at you. But I won't interfere in your affairs either. However, if you really intend to fight to the death, then tell me in advance."

"..."

The "ghost" swallowed nervously, a hint of unease in his voice. "Little bride, what do you want to do?"

Wen Xin calmly replied, "What else can we do? Either wait to become a widow and remarry, or commit suicide to accompany her in death."

The two personalities of the ghost/deity immediately exclaimed: "!!!!!!!!!!"

He absolutely cannot accept either of them.

He held her tightly, saying, "My little bride, you must not marry another, and you must not hurt yourself."

Wen Xin glanced at him indifferently and said, "Oh."

spirits:"……"

He was a little anxious, but also a little dejected. "Little bride, if I were to devour Him, would you hate me?"

Wen Xin pursed her lips and remained silent.

He forced a smile and asked, "If I disappeared, would you be sad?"

Wen Xin instinctively grasped his hand, her eyes trembling violently.

The "ghost" gazed at her for a long time, then suddenly smiled gently, his chin softly brushing against the top of her head. "It's enough that you have me in your heart."

"Shang Heng".

Wen Xin looked up at Him, "Don't always do bad things to me at night."

Upon hearing this, the "ghost" felt a tightness in his chest, his lips curled up, his smile became genuine, and the last trace of sadness disappeared.

At least he wasn't a substitute for a hypocrite; she truly regarded him as her husband.

"Sleep well, I'll stay with you."

He stroked her hair affectionately, his eyes filled with tenderness.

Wen Xin nestled in His arms, seeing the contentment in His eyes, and sighed softly in her heart, thinking how easy it was to coax him.

He always felt that He was an evil being born from the absorption of the dark power of the world by ghosts and gods.

But in reality, whether human or divine, all beings have emotions and desires, and light and evil coexist.

Even the most compassionate and benevolent emperor Shang Heng, who cared deeply for the world, could not possibly be without any dark side.

The Buddha and the demon have two sides; He is one side of Shang Heng's demonic nature, and also He.