If you love someone, you have to endure all kinds of humiliation and pain for him...
If you love someone, you will even use your own blood to make medicine for your sweetheart...
In the last life, in order to save the one he loved, he took your blood for three years, cut out your heart to make medicine, and abandoned you.
In this life, you were saved by a fox demon and returned to his side.
When we meet again, is it fate or destiny?
Should I continue to live with hatred for the rest of my life, or should I forget everything and start over?
Intention: a sincere word