The food I cooked was extremely unpalatable, but he was the only one willing to eat it every day.
I thought this was the gentleness of silence, but I didn't know that it was his deepest patience.
Later, the plague was rampant, and I tried the medicine and died outside.
With red eyes, he snatched my body back and carved "My Wife" on my grave.
But he didn't know that half of the jade pendant he lost when he was young was still hidden in my arms until my death.
He also didn't know that the strong wine he poured in front of my grave every night was swallowed by my soul and turned into painful pain due to the moonlight.
——One of us will never say we like it until we die, and the other will never say we regret it for the rest of our lives.
In this grand and silent miss, none of us won.
Intention: If you meet someone you love, please hold his/her hand