That year, when he was gray-haired, he held her hand on the hospital bed and confessed: "Wei, I'm sorry. It's my fault. I have wronged you all these years. Thank you for staying with me all these years. I love you." After he let go, she cried. She cried for his death, for the suffering she had suffered for so many years, for the betrayal he had given her many years ago, and for her sincerity that he had brutally ruined many years ago. Not long after, she also died, and it seemed that all the grudges and hatreds were cleared with the death of the two. Listen to what people say: In this world, all love is a gift; everyone you meet is fate. Only when two people cherish each other, eternity will become precious. Don't wait until a person's passion is exhausted to understand that a good person is hard to find.
Intention: Cherish the people in front of you and be loyal to yourself