If she could live her life over again, Shen Qingli would never fall in love with Chongjing again. Such a crazy pursuit, such a crazy effort, but in the end it was just a game set by others. He worked like a clown and went through life and death, but all he got in return was contempt, so slight, so slight that people didn't even bother to kill him with their own hands.
The dignity is crumbling, and the whole world is in disgrace!
Regret!
With trembling fingers, you touch the sleeping face in the pool of blood. You, who is used to being indifferent, once again tied up your brows because of me. You died for me and still missed me. A clear tear fell, "Brother, I finally owe you. I haven't even repaid the friendship I had before."
"Finally I know that I was wrong, but you will never hear it again. If Izumi knew it, would your brows relax?"
"You gave up everything to save my life. But how can I live alone when I owe you so much?"
Suddenly a sword pierced through his heart, and there was a vague rebuke in his ears. He was buried with him, but a slightly relieved smile appeared on his lips. That's fine too.