He cured her poison, but he became her poison. Like searing flesh and blood, like carving heart and bones. The silk threads are wrapped around my heart and cannot be peeled off, nor do they want to be peeled off.
In seven years, she laughed, she cried, she was crazy, and she was in pain. However, she has no regrets.
He is her poison, even if they torture each other until death, she will not regret it.
——Ling Yehua