She woke up from her sleep, everything was as usual, and she turned back into the cold Jade Wu Lei. She thought she just slept, but she forgot the deep-seated love and hatred. She fell in love little by little again, the memory was restored little by little, the use of her lover, the blurred life experience, all kinds of entanglements, all kinds of pulls, but in the end they could not withstand the determination of this sword that penetrated the heart. I love you very much, but I can't love you. . . .