The Boxing Champion Fought Black Boxing for Love, She Cut Her Hair and Hid a Knife and Died in Love

I died in the boxing match that won her freedom. When my soul floated up, I saw that my Zi Ning was not crying. She just picked up the scissors and, as usual, gently cut my hair for the last time. Then she opened the wooden box that contained my hair and hers and put the last strands in. Facing my body, she smiled and swallowed the medicine given by Miss Shen. They said it was suicide for love. But I know this is not the end. This is our wedding. In another world, there is no boxing ring, no debt, just me and her small barber shop. [Republic of China+Black Boxing+BE Aesthetics+Pure Love Sacrifice] (Adapted from the background of real historical events)