"Sir, then it will be me who looks for you in this next life.
I will become a daughter in my next life, so you have to wait for me.
Otherwise, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost.
I just wrote it down. "
Jia Yue'er's face was covered in blood, but her eyes were astonishingly bright.
His eyebrows are full of love, and the shadow of that person is drawn in his eyes,
He tried his best to put on a smile that wasn't too ugly, and slowly closed his eyes.
"No, Jiayue'er. Don't sleep, don't. I'm sorry, don't sleep..."
Pu Sui finally found the strength to break away from the two servants, and crawled to Jia Yue'er's side like a dog, which was extremely ugly.
At a loss what to do, I could only apologize over and over again.
"Dad, please save him. I'm getting married to that young lady. Dad, please save him. Dad..."
Pu Sui finally threw himself at Pu Yi's feet and hugged his legs like crazy.
"Young master, the person is dead."
"Sir, I am just a bad opera singer. Why do you think you are doing this?"
"Jia Yue'er, I, Pu Sui, will recognize you for the rest of my life. Don't say useless things. I like you and want to be with you forever."
Jia Yue'er arched her eyebrows and held his hand: "He is really a little kid."
Jiayueer loved theater the most and wanted to die on the stage, but being beaten to death with sticks in this way really cost him his life.
Water sleeves rise, water sleeves fall. Hidden in the costumes are stories from the previous generation.
That year ++ Jia Yue'er's monument was engraved with six characters: Widow ++ Pu Suizhu.
After Pu Sui's death, he was buried with Jia Yue'er.
At the end of the year, at the end of the year, we will finally have a good death.
Intention: love