[She had been waiting for him for three years, but what she was waiting for was his wedding team, marrying a man who had already lost his soul.
At the end of the underworld, Lin Luoxin looked at the man wearing a wedding dress and walking through the mist, and smiled.
He is still so good-looking, but it's a pity that he came too late.
The fire three years ago burned her body to death and also burned away all her thoughts about him.
Now she only has a remnant of her soul left, relying on the black jade lotus around her waist to survive.
It was their token of love, but now it has become a shackle that locks her.
He stepped closer, his eyes burning with determination: "Luo Xin, I'm here to marry you."
But she took a step back and let her soul disperse into fireflies all over the sky:
"Have you forgotten? The Lin Luoxin you were going to marry died in that fire three years ago."
