With eyes full of loneliness, she sat quietly in front of the window and asked in a low voice: "Can you give me another child? In this way, I can die alone without you."
His back was turned to her, and the veins on his hands in his trouser pockets popped out. The love and reluctance in his eyes were completely covered up by those cold words: "No. Your life from now on has nothing to do with me."
It's a big deal that the show is so good.