In the garden filled with peach blossoms, the delicate girl mustered up the courage to raise her head and look at the young man in white clothed in the snow who was sitting on a branch. Her delicate brows were full of green affection, "Jun Xiao, I like you, please marry me."
The young man's delicate brows and eyes seemed to be covered with gauze, making it impossible to see everything about him clearly. He said, "Mu Ge, you are still young and you don't understand yet."
On the top of the mountain shrouded in white mist, the woman is as beautiful as water, with a worldly and independent arrogance and decisive courage, "I only love you in this life. I will not marry you, and I don't want to implicate them. Therefore, I will jump down. No matter whether I am dead or alive, the grudges between you and me will be cut off from now on. I wish I had never met."
The fiery red clothes were burning like fire, eroding his enthusiasm bit by bit and burning his life. He looked at her fiercely and said, "Okay, if you have the guts, you can jump. From now on, no matter whether you live or die, we will never let go."