Good Luck, I Love You

When he died, the wind and sand in northern Xinjiang were very strong. The sunset at Huxiao Gorge was like a pool of spilled blood, dyeing half of the sky red. The blood on Ye Xian's chest had drained out, but he didn't feel any pain. He was just thinking - what would happen if she found out? Will you shed a tear for him? He doesn't know. But what he knew was that he had never said that to anyone in his life. "Gu Jinchao, I love you." So what? She wouldn't choose him. It didn't happen in the previous life, and it won't happen in this life either. He came back again with the memories of his previous life and changed his core, but he couldn't change his life - he was still the good-for-nothing prince with a heart disease, the poor guy whose parents turned against each other, and the person who in her eyes "can be friends, but can't be trusted for life." But he refused. In his last life, he spent all his energy on "hiding" - hiding his thoughts, hiding his illness, and hiding his shady jealousy and unwillingness. He thought that as long as he didn't fight and just watched her from a distance, that would be enough. The result? She married Chen Yanyun, and he died in Huxiao Gorge. He is not even qualified to have the word "wife" engraved on the tombstone. In this life, he doesn't want to hide anymore