Three years ago, my husband, Bai Yueguang, returned to China, and my dream was shattered by a letter of divorce. At that moment, I just thought I was ridiculous, and I was just a substitute. Now that the real owner is back, shouldn't I leave?
I jumped into the sea, and the water filled my nose. I seemed to hear my husband's call, but I was too late to respond.
I'm sorry, sir, I can't stay with you forever.
Goodbye...
When Yan Boyun found that the apartment was full of traces of him and Xia Yu, he realized that he could no longer live without that person. But what was the use of being late to wake up?
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Three years later at a party, he met Xia Yu again
"Xia Yu, are you... Finally back?"
"Mr. Yan, do you just want to find someone with the same name as a substitute?"
"No, no, will you listen to me?"
"No, Mr. Yan, the substitute you and I have been looking for just has the same name. He has passed away. I hope he will accept the change."
Intention: I will leave you when the rose wilts