"Si'er, marry me. Isn't it bad to take advantage of me for decades without any name? Even after I get to hell, my ancestors will scold me, saying why our Xiao family has such a frivolous person. It's best for Si'er to walk in front of me. Si'er doesn't have to feel sad for me. I can still catch up with Si'er on the road to hell. When I meet my ancestors, my ancestors won't have anything to say..."
"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Don't say anything about hell!" Mingsi had never heard such untabooed words.
"It's not nonsense, I'm serious. What if I don't pursue you, and Si'er won't marry me in the next life? If we are reincarnated together, maybe..."
"Don't say these words again!" Mingsi hit Xiao Yunliang hard on the arm.
Xiao Yunliang said to Mingsi calmly: "When people can't count on this life, they will look forward to the next life."
Mingsi didn't want to listen to Xiao Yunliang's fallacies at all. She couldn't hope for anything in this life, so she couldn't hope for the next life. By then, she wouldn't remember anything, and she wouldn't even be able to recognize him face to face.
"Yunliang." Mingsi called softly.
"Yeah."
"There will be no next life. Death is like a lamp going out."
Purpose: Write a love story