As the sun set, the sunset dyed the boundless sea red. The sea was calm and the silence was terrifying. There was a man lying on the beach, and a woman in red knelt beside him. In addition to the sound of seagulls on the sea, there was also an intermittent sobbing sound. Blood kept pouring out of his chest. A warm smile appeared on his pale face. Ling looked weakly at the person kneeling beside him. Ling Mo'er was crying beside her, and his trembling right hand touched her cheek: "If Mo'er doesn't cry, you're going to marry your brother, aren't you happy?" Her enchanting purple hair lay softly on her chest, her lips were red and white, and she was as delicate as a porcelain doll: "Brother Ling, Mo'er doesn't want you to die. Mom and dad don't care about Mo'er anymore, and brother doesn't care anymore either?" Mo'er cried so hard that she was in tears. "Come on, brother Ling will put a ring on you. Don't cry. Brother will turn into a ring and stay with you forever." The blood-stained hand was stained with a silver-white platinum ring. The names of two people were engraved on the ring. The ring stayed in mid-air and fell. "Brother-----" Ling Moer screamed, and several seagulls were startled from the sea. "Brother Ling, Mo'er will be your wife from now on." Ling Mo'er calmly put the ring back on.