I had been entangled with my sweetheart for ten years and was abandoned. I was pregnant and abandoned, but I was held in the palm of my hand by Pei Song, who had been silently guarding me for ten years. He proposed four times and warmed my broken heart with his sincerity. The vows he made at the wedding were hot and sincere. But I actually traveled seven years later, when Pei Song, who was once gentle and cold, forced me to divorce. There was also a young assistant named Ye Wan who looked exactly like me, and she was pregnant. I suffer from stage four stomach cancer and have been misunderstood and treated coldly. Only then did I realize that my deep love had long been turned into thorns amid suspicion and regret. A car accident gave Pei Song a glimpse of the unhappiness and regret in the future. The two people were so paranoid in love that the cinnabar mole finally became the blood of mosquitoes in their hearts.
