The snow keeps falling... Just like the feathers on her body, falling with blood. The blood-colored eyes exuded a dangerous aura in the dark night, and the devil's wings flapped in the cold wind, locking on the lone angel...
"So you only like Daisy and not Ziyang... No wonder..." Ling Yixue said to herself. "We are strangers from now on. Let's be safe on our own," Ye Shengxiang replied.
In the marriage between the two countries, she should have been his wife, but she was not the one he wanted to be with. So she was ignored in every possible way, just treating her as a vase in the house. The day the hydrangea in the vase withered, he regretted it...
Purpose: Don't give up on someone just because they are nice to you