I become a demon because of my obsession with you, I become a demon for you because of my love and become an immortal.
Highlights:
"Yan'er, do you still remember that I promised you..."
"Ten miles of red makeup, a lifetime of peace." Before he could finish, she interrupted with a smile, "I have never forgotten it, how could I remember to mention it?"
"In that case, please promise me that you will survive, okay?" He hugged her tightly, very tightly, but his tone was a little choked. "Yan'er, if you are alive, I will marry you. I don't need to wait for your hair to reach your waist. I will marry you immediately, no matter you are a demon or an immortal, no matter I am a god or a devil..."
"It's a pity that I will never be so blessed again. Whether it is a thousand years ago or a thousand years later." She smiled and touched his face, but the moment she was about to touch it, her fingertips fell heavily and she could no longer lift them up.