"Lian Qing, you have to live a good life until the end of your life, Lian Qing, don't let me down, okay?" Xuanyuan Qingpeng followed Xuanyuan Yupeng back from the snowy mountains. Unexpectedly, he finally came too late. Fortunately, he could still meet Lian Qing's soul.
"Qingpeng, why did you leave me? Didn't you say you would never leave me for the rest of your life? Why did you leave me? Do you know how sad I was when I didn't see you? Qingpeng, what I thought about at the last moment was to see you, but where are you? What qualifications do you have to ask me to live well? This life is mine!"
"Lian Qing, you are my wife and the love of my life. Lian Qing, have you ever loved me even a little bit?" Xuanyuan Qingpeng didn't know whether Lian Qing loved him or not. He didn't know, but he knew that he loved him and loved him to the point where he was willing to give his life and soul.
"You are still lying to me. Why are you not with me when you love me? I have given up my life for you and for Sheng Peng Qing. I, Lian Qing, don't have an irresponsible husband like you. No matter life, old age, illness or death, we will never be separated for the rest of our lives. It's all bullshit. Xuanyuan Qingpeng, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!" Lian Qing hates the person in front of her. If she can live, she must forget him.