I was with Chu Jing for many years. I clung to him, and he hated me. Everyone knew how desperately I loved him.
We were betrothed as children, and I thought we would be together forever, a match made in heaven.
But I underestimated how much he despised me. One time, when he was drunk, he seized my wrist and hurled me onto the bed.
“Ji Yao, isn’t this what you want, for me to touch you? Fine, I’ll give you what you want! I’m telling you, I’ll never love you in this lifetime!”
I sealed his lips with a kiss. I didn’t want to hear any more words that hurt me.
But Chu Jing, you won’t have to hate me for much longer, because I’m about to die.
