"You are mine, this fact cannot be changed." He said domineeringly. Standing under the city wall, her beautiful face smiled miserably, like a blooming snowy plum: "If your love cannot completely belong to me, then I would rather not have it at all, and now we can't be together. I can't be sorry to my brother and the others. Likewise, I can't hurt you who I love so much. , Just end my life, let all this end, if there is an afterlife, prince, love me again." His heartbreaking cry was heard on the wall. She stared at him with deep attachment, and jumped down resolutely. He will never forget that figure of her rapid descent. Does love end here? Like. Is it so fragile? There seems to be more to the story than that.