“I don’t regret meeting you, and I don’t regret dying for you... I love you...”
“I love you too. Wait for me... I’ll come join you soon.” Zhao Qiao wept like a child.
Liu Ling stroked his lips with his hand. “I’ll wait for you... but this time... I really hope you’re late...”
A tear slipped from the corner of Liu Ling’s eye and evaporated along with his life...
Three years later, Zhao Qiao used the last thing Liu Ling had left him to take his own life and join him in death...
Premise: Bad ending
