I will stop updating for a while and will update after the final exam.
During the New Year, Jiang read about the marriage tree next to the temple.
She asked for a red rope, a bell, and a charm.
She slowly wrote eight words.
Little did he know that Zhou Qi was hiding against the wall next to her and peeking at her.
They all have secrets that cannot be told.
After Jiang Nian hung up the red rope, he stayed for a while and left.
Zhou Qi hurriedly ran to the tree and wanted to know what she had written.
A gust of wind blew and he saw clearly.
There is more every year, and every week comes again.
It was Jiang Nian who hoped that everything would go well in the cycle.
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In the rental house, Jiang Nian was lying quietly on the bed with sleeping pills in hand.
Next to the table is a written suicide note:
Cycle, I can't hold on anymore.
Cycle, next life, I will be with you forever in the next life.
Period, I love you, you have to remember me.
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Zhou Zhou knew that Jiang Nian couldn't stand it any longer, but this door was like her closed heart and could not be opened.
The sound of the door being kicked hit Zhou Qian's heart one after another.
After kicking for a long time, Zhou Zhou opened the door and walked to Jiang Nian's bed in two or three steps. He picked up Jiang Nian horizontally.
A grown man who had never cried in more than 20 years was crying like a child. He said in a crying voice:
"A-Nian! Wake up quickly, I'm really here."
Tears wet Zhou Zhou's beautiful peach blossom eyes, and tears dripped down his cheeks and landed on Jiang Nian's quiet face.
He carried Jiang Nian out of the rental house and went straight to the hospital. All we got in the end was an urn and a death certificate.
He wanted to bury Jiang Nian back to the place where they had made their promise.
After getting off the car, according to local custom, the deceased's lover needs to carry the urn across the bridge. They once walked this bridge hand in hand.
"A-Nian, be obedient and I will come to you soon."
The soul cannot cross the bridge, love is the only shackles.
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