After My Late Husband Swindled His Corpse, Help Me Break Through the Time and Space of Misogyny

I have stopped updating for a while due to work reasons, sorry~ If you knew from the beginning that the ending of the story was destined to be a tragedy, would you still be willing to go all out? Thousands of miles of black clouds were rolling towards them, but they couldn't stop looking at the quiet deep blue. The sea was lapping against the rocks, setting off gentle waves, and this isolated island was about to grow. He lowered his head, his expression hidden in his bangs, and remained calm. He tapped the ground with his toes, and then looked into the eyes he had loved for half his life. "Willing."