Lush Greenery

Half-joking, half-serious, she said, "Mo Zheng, I'll have to stay by your side for the rest of my life. I hope you won't mind."

He clasped her fingers in his, his eyes filled with a satisfied smile. "How could your husband ever mind? I only hope you'll keep me by your side every moment, and never forget me."

And so, they married and lived happily ever after.

But happy endings are happy because the full stop comes at the right place. Come on, let's change that full stop into a comma:

Jin Yin said, "This time I gave up half of my love. Next time, I'll give up half of what's left. And the time after that? Mo Zheng, no matter how much there is, it can't withstand being spent like this. Mo Zheng, let me go."

She was consumed by an obsession and a heart demon, with no room for the slightest hesitation. Since she was determined to leave, no one could stop her, not even the person she loved. But that departure led her down the road to the underworld in the eyes of the world--

Yellow earth covered the coffin. Mo Zheng knelt before the grave, using the blood gushing from his hand to stain the six characters on the headstone, "My beloved wife, Lady Mo, Jin Yin," again and again. My surname, bestowed upon you. How beautiful, how precious, how wonderful. Yet now these words were carved into a tombstone. The sweeter and more cherished the memories, the sharper the blade, cutting open his heart so he could feel the pain of their eternal parting.

She was dead. What a tragedy.

But everyone forgot--she was a transmigrator. A transmigrator's defining trait is that even if everyone in the story dies, she won't kick the bucket. So come on, let's change that full stop into a comma again:

Huh? So what kind of ending is this supposed to be?

The ending? This is only the beginning.

In short, this is a serious drama.