Because of her appearance and her glance back, he escaped death, and because of her appearance and her glance back, he lost all his cultivation.
But he didn't know her. Every time he recalled the scene that day, he was always upset. The familiarity made him want to forget it.
She thought she loved him, even if he didn't love her, but when he told her that she might be the one he longed for, she chose to escape. She knew she wasn't, definitely not, and she didn't want to be a substitute.
Three generations of marriage, three generations of entanglements, resulting in sadness every night. Is it true that the great road is ruthless?