The cold wind of winter blows a seed of melancholy, unable to dodge, infecting your hair. You find that he rejects him when you see him. You save your fingertips and dig deeply into the flesh and blood to pull out the three years that are connected to the bone marrow. You take a breath of cold air when it is blurry, hiss! The scabs will eventually fall off, how long will it take?
"Ji Chen, do you really not like me? This whole time has been my hallucination? You like Jiang Luyou, right! Just talk!" Mo Zijin shook his body vigorously. For the first time, she felt how helpless this heartbreaking feeling was, which caught people off guard.
Looking at the person in front of him, he felt the helplessness and grief in her body. His heart felt like it was being squeezed, and he didn't know if he really loved her. Before he could sort out his thoughts, Jiang Luyou's appearance was undoubtedly forcing him to make a choice, but he didn't know. He didn't know if he could protect her, he didn't know if he was still attached to Jiang Luyou, and he didn't know if his family could accept her. But he didn't want her to get hurt, but he didn't know that this method would leave her riddled with wounds!
Of course she loves the person in front of her, but she doesn't want to beg for love. Even if she can't have love, she still wants to retain her last dignity. She wanted to stay away from here, leave completely without leaving any news. She wants him to regret it, and she wants the person who hurt her to get the retribution he deserves...