For the first time, Lu Bei said, I don't like you anymore. I stopped liking you a long time ago.
Song Nuan said, it doesn't matter, as long as I like you.
The second time, Lu Bei said, it's tiring to like someone who doesn't like you, and it's tiring to be liked by someone you don't like. Why should we?
Song Nuan said, okay, I understand, I will try my best to make you not tired.
The third time: Lu Bei said, I hope you leave, really. My life has been messed up by you, and I really don't want to be entangled in it anymore.
This time, Song Nuan didn't say anything.
When pushing into the delivery room, Song Nuan said, Lin Nier, if I can't get out, you can send Juju to the orphanage.
Twenty years later, Song Nuan finally arrived in Lu Bei.
"Is she doing well now?"
"Twenty years ago, when she gave birth to a child, she suffered severe hemorrhage and died. The child was sent to an orphanage according to her instructions before her death."
In front of the cemetery.
Lin Ni looked at the photo on the tombstone and said with a smile, "Xiao Sha Nuan, Lu Bei is here, are you crazy for joy?"
To her, Lu Bei was like the sunshine in winter. When he came, the sunshine suddenly warmed up.