After loving him for ten years, she walked away for three years in the name of betrayal.
When they met again, he was a superior business tycoon, and she was a prisoner in his hands who could be slaughtered.
He hated her to the core, humiliated, imprisoned, forced her to surrender, and pushed her into the abyss with his own hands.
She was forbearing, silent, and covered in bruises, hiding the truth that she risked her life to protect, and she dared not speak out.
It wasn't until she was critically ill and all the lies collapsed that he knew:
She had never betrayed him. She exchanged her blood for his safety, and exchanged her illness for his years of safety.
Delayed affection is more despicable than carelessness. He gave everything he had, but he could never get a word of forgiveness from her.
"Lu Zhiyan, I don't hate you anymore, I just don't want to meet you again in the next life."
A life-consuming sadomasochism, love turned to ashes, leaving only regret.
The rain that night was the last tear I left, just like our names, the night is coming
