He died alone, and in this rough life, only his love was unforgettable. Is the truth really the truth? What's the point?
Seeing his dejected and collapsed expression, and his tears of grief, she regretted leaving like this.
No matter what revenge or hatred, the only beauty left in her life was the love he gave her. Now with her passing, everything will disappear...
If we could do it all over again, would we be able to live well without meeting each other?
If he could start over again and escape from all this, would he be able to live a good life without women's schemes and live a happy life?
If I could do it again...
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This is a fictional novel that is half history, half film and television, and half nonsense. If you don't like it, don't read it.
The ages of the characters in the novel are often fictitious, so please do not take them seriously.