No matter how ruthless and cold-blooded he was, she fell in love with him after all, but was betrayed by him.
He was his savior, and he fell in love with him because of it, and he never regretted it.
He died in his arms and smiled: "Forget me. I'm sorry." He also smiled: "Okay."
From then on, yin and yang were separated, and they took different paths...
Li Haimo, if we had not met each other, would you still be alive and well now? If we had not fallen in love with each other, would I have less pain now?
In the end, it ended like this. Is it because our fate is too shallow or our love is too deep...
Tea flowers bloom for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years. The flowers bloom without leaves, and the leaves grow without flowers. The flowers, leaves and flowers grow in the wrong way. We have been on the same path for thousands of years but have different paths...