The woman said: "You are my nemesis, you deserve to die."
"Come, come with me." He stretched out his hand to me in the afterglow of the setting sun.
"In May, I'm leaving. Don't send me away."
The woman yelled hysterically: "Zhao Zhiyang, I will never forgive you."
In the heavy rain, the figure slowly fell down. Where is the person who wants to protect me all my life?