When Gu Jingci was at his poorest, I left with the rich second generation.
When we met again, he was successful, wanted to get back together regardless of past grudges, and promised to give me a better future.
I believe it.
On the day of the engagement, he showed up with the person I hated the most in his arms, and taunted him coldly, "Lin Yu, do you really think I would like someone who worships money like you?"
I accidentally spit out a mouthful of blood, slowly wiped the corners of my mouth, and apologized with a smile, "I'm sorry, I have a bad stomach. I wish you happiness."
He didn't know that I was diagnosed with a terminal illness as early as the year we broke up.
I don't know, I'm going to die soon.
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The final article of the push column "Trapped Beast"
Her fiancé sacrificed his life bravely to save Xie Zhuo.
Xie Zhuo promised to take care of me for the rest of his life.
But in the fourth year, she broke her promise and planned to get married, "Qiao Ning, I am a normal man."
I scolded fiercely, "Pretend, you will pretend for the rest of your life!"
Intention: None