She was sleeping on the bed, her long black hair spread out shockingly on the pillow, and her little face was as crystal clear as jade. When they were in tit-for-tat with her before, they only hated her for being so witty and cunning, but now she was so weak and slender that it made people cherish her in their hands. But he knew her, he knew how stubborn and unyielding she was. Otherwise, they wouldn't be where they are today.
Even if he knew her deception, even if he knew her betrayal, he was unwilling to let go, not willing to let go of the only one in his life.