Always Cold and Callous, How Could I Speak of Deep Love?

On the day Lu Yanshan passed away, Huo Jincheng was immersed in a world of wine and revelry.

She loved him and gave him everything, no matter the cost. He hated her and destroyed everything, no matter the cost.

Later, in a life without her, he grew accustomed to loneliness. As the years flowed by, he was the only one left to walk on. He once thought loving you was just an act, but it turned out I was already hopelessly ill, loving you to the bone.

Lu Yanshan, I regret it.

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