The most spectacular thing I did in my previous life was not to marry him when I was fifteen, but to bury him after his death regardless of his identity. The Queen Mother scolded me for being stubborn and paranoid. It was not enough to waste my whole life for his heartless child, and I had to risk my life. My grandfather also advised me to go back. The Daosong family could afford to be infamous throughout the ages, so they could find another good son for me. But I know that once he leaves, I will be a walking zombie, living or dead. That night, I hung on the three-foot white silk. It could bear my weak body, but it couldn't carry my boundless love. Xu Yan, I have been with you in life, but I wish I was with you in death. How can I, Song Mingyu, make it easy for you? You want to be buried together with Zhao Jiaer, but she will outlive you after all, so how can I not seize this spot?
Intention: Regardless of sorrow or joy, it is all for one's own sake