There are four men who have left a mark in Xia Zhi's life.
One is a childhood sweetheart and they depend on each other for life, but he forcibly confines her to his side, making her grow up with both love and hate.
Xia Zhi cried and struggled: Shen Jiaxin, I hate you! Don't hurt my child!
But Shen Jiaxin embraced her: Xia Zhi, I can only be by your side.
One is a blond angel who inserts himself forcefully into her life and bores her, but always stands behind her from beginning to end.
During the summer solstice, I once saw a strange man during the season of falling leaves. He looked at the Barnaby River behind him, as if he was crying.
Qiu Ming kept convincing himself: If you can be happy, it doesn't matter if you forget me.
One was a gentle and tender teacher who used tenderness to weave the beautiful dream of her youth, but then broke it with her own hands.
Xia Zhi smashed the decorations on the table with hatred, panting, and the corners of her eyes were red: Do you want me to be your mistress?
Ke Simiao lowered his eyes: Apart from marrying you, I can give you anything.
The last one was a good brother whom she trusted, who never had any doubts, but secretly laid a dragnet waiting for her to get caught.
Xia Zhi held a sharp silver fork in her right hand against her soft neck: I only regard you as my eldest brother in my heart. Can you really tell your feelings for me?
Xia Ming allowed the silver fork to pierce her chest, and said cruelly in her ear: If possession is the true meaning of love, I can only be the winner.
Fate has already been arranged. When the story comes to an end, who can leave with a smile?
Demining: A bloody novel, please proceed with caution if there are many minefields;
Just Ke Simiao is not considered clean;
The ending is 1V1, but I think I am still a Duan Shui master.
Purpose: Life is about constantly reconciling with oneself
