That encounter on the street forged the relationship between husband and wife.
However, she knew that he did not love her. Even if that person was disfigured, he was still the person in his heart.
"Holding your hand, you will grow old together with me." How can you grow old together without holding your hand?
If there was no first meeting in life, would the process and ending be different?
"You, remember me." A smile appeared at the corner of his eyes and eyebrows. The beauty was ethereal and unreal, making people unable to look away. That smile turned into despair in Yun Jian's eyes.
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