Waiting for the White Moonlight, the Clear Moon Protecting Zhao Zhao

When I was six years old, I fell into an ice cave. It was he who lay on the broken ice and pulled me back to the world with his hands that were red from the cold. At that time, he was the only light in my dark childhood. Later, I climbed up desperately just to get closer to him. I hid all my talents, married him in the name of "repaying my kindness", and became his Mrs. Xie for three years. But he forgot. He forgot who I was and only remembered every cough made by Bai Yueguang. He regarded my meekness as a disguise and my silence as a guilty conscience. He bullied me, betrayed me, treated me lightly, and casually threw the ancestral safety buckle that I had carved for three months to Wen Rang to "suppress my shock." However, when he rushed to Switzerland, he said without looking back: "Ruan Zhaozhao, you are free." He didn't know that what he thought was "repaying kindness" was actually my deliberate "looking up to you". He didn't even know that during those long periods of cold violence, he had actually fallen in love with me - but that love was misunderstood, used by Wen Rang, and became the knife that stabbed me the most. It wasn't until he had nothing in Switzerland and watched Wen Rang tear off his disguise that he was shocked to realize what he had lost. It turns out that the figure he was thinking about when he was tossing and turning late at night was me; it turned out that the inexplicable throbbing pain in his heart when he saw jade chips on my fingertips was love. Unfortunately, it was too late to wake up. He returned home to look for me, but outside Liuli Pavilion, he saw me wearing a jade bracelet carved by someone else, and beside me stood Jin Xuuzhi, who had been guarding me for ten years. The way that man looked at me was one of cherishment and piety that he had never seen before. Jin Xuazhi blocked all the wind and rain for him, and also caught my broken heart.