She devoted her whole life just because of that deep love. If she couldn't grow old together with the one she loved, then she would use the blood of the two of them to commemorate the fate of someone who loved her to the extreme but had to bow to her fate. The sound of "Wanwan" brought with it such sadness and helplessness in him. The coral in his palm could not pity him, but it was transformed into a flower in the sun. Love in his eyes is perfection, and he would rather die to protect her, even if this protection was given to her by another person. But she has a temperament that would rather live in pieces than live in ruins. She wants to share the same bed whether she lives or dies. If you don't give me fate, I will fight for it myself. As long as I can be with you, what difference does it make to the blue sky and the blue sky?
There must be a time in one's life when one has to risk everything to understand that love is a tangled emotion that cuts deep into the heart but can make you smile and drink poison at the same time. There is no specific judgment on whether it is right or wrong. It is enough for me to love you. Even if death comes, I will have no regrets.