Cen Qi sometimes thinks, why should she marry Tang Mo?
When she was eleven, the boy promised to marry her. So she married him.
Why didn't you say it then? A man's love is nothing but a mirror, changing faster than the growth and decay of the four seasons.
On the wedding night, she looked at him with such joy, the person she loved so much, but he waved her away, saying he thought she was dirty...
Life is only a few decades long, and only after loving and suffering can we understand the meaning of it. She put all her thoughts on him, but he didn't like her after all.
Her brother Mo fell in love with another woman.
Love and hate are nothing but misty rain, and all the beautiful moments are like fireworks, fading in an instant. She responded to her name, cried to this person all her life, and withered in the prison he drew for her.
Complain? Hate? Of course, yes, he used her every step of the way, and she knew everything about using her for so many years. She respected him like a couple describing strangers, and she did everything he wanted her to do for him.
She was so despicable that she allowed him to take advantage of her and give him arrogance.
But he still couldn't tolerate her.
He doesn't remember smiling at her like that and being nice to her at that time. He doesn't remember that the two of them hooked up and promised to grow old together. He doesn't remember!
She held him in her hands, but she couldn't bear to curse him even though he had done so much.
Now, Tang Mo, when will the fireworks stop?
