Many years later
Yue Qianlin leaned back on the chair leisurely.
Shen Hao: Xiao Linlin, my new work is finished again. What kind of ending do you want?
Yue Qianlin smiled evilly: Of course...
Shen Hao immediately understood what she meant and immediately said seriously: "Then it depends on your performance tonight?"
Yue Qianlin had a dark look on his face: ... Go to hell.
Shen Hao: Where to die? Die under you?
Yue Qianlin: Get out.
A love that spans a thousand years, looking for you, just for you.