Before his death, his father entrusted the sky to him. Fifteen years later, he was only one step away from success.
Then met her. Coffee, latte art, the ring on the top of the mountain - before she could finish the words "never take it off", she disappeared.
The tombstone is her own. The message was sent by her own hand. While he knelt there, she hid behind a tree three steps away.
Three years later, there was a cold-blooded designer beside Bai Qixing. Don't smile, don't speak, don't look at him.
"Xia Yutang is dead. I'm here to get the sky."
He hates her. I hate her so much that I want to destroy her myself.
Until that day when she blocked a knife for him and blood spattered on his face.
She smiled and said, "Now I don't owe you anything."
She knew he would hate her. But she knew better - if she didn't go, he would be the one who died.
One-sentence hook: She erected her own tombstone with her own hands, and then came back to die for him.
