After the person he loved died, Shen Qing treated me coldly for seven years.
I did everything I could to please him, but he only sneered. “If you really want to make me happy, then stay out of my sight.”
My heart felt as if it were being torn apart, but when a bandit's blade came down on me, he stepped in front of me.
I wept as I helped him up, his body covered in blood, but he pushed me away in disgust.
Before he died, he left me with just one sentence.
“Ye Weilan, in our next life, let's not be husband and wife...”
At the funeral, Shen Qing's father knelt before the coffin and wept bitterly.
“Qing'er, it's all my fault. I was foolish. I should never have forced you to marry this orphan girl. If I'd let you marry Su Yuyan as you wished, perhaps things wouldn't have ended this way.”
Shen Qing's mother glared at me, her gaze like a blade.
“Qing'er lost all his martial arts saving you last time, and this time he gave his life for you. You jinx, why couldn't you have been the one to die!”
Everyone regretted that Shen Qing had married me. I regretted it too.
In the end, I leaped from the city tower.
When I opened my eyes, I had returned to seven years ago.
This time, I would sever my ties with Shen Qing and let him live a happy life.
