All the memories came to mind, and Wei Lin thought, as a young couple, how could there be no beautiful moments along the way?
He once ran half of the capital just because she wanted to eat the hibiscus cake from Lanyuan Pavilion. He once went to the lake to retrieve a jade pendant for her despite the severe cold, and took care of her day and night.
How could she forget everything her boy had done for her.
But he forgot, what the girl under the moon said word for word, "What I hate most in my life is betrayal."
All the calligraphy and painting pages in the room were torn into pieces.
Wei Lin smiled and scattered the pieces to every corner. She glanced at her slightly bulging belly, and without any hesitation opened the fire folding paper and threw it near the curtain. When the paper caught fire, it burned faster.
Wei Lin looked at the locked doors and windows and couldn't help feeling a little sad.
This child was once the treasure they longed for day and night, but now she wanted to kill her with her own hands.
Her tears fell and she said softly: "My child, I'm not a good mother. It's ridiculous. I want to die but I have to drag you along with me." Wei Lin rubbed her eyes and couldn't stop sobbing: "Your father is a very good person, I don't want him to die."
Fire surrounded the entire house.
"Miaomiao!" She seemed to hear Zhou Chengzhe's voice, calling her, but what was the use?
As soon as she opened her eyes, she returned to the Wei Mansion. She had never been to Gusu, was very healthy, and there was always a bragging horse beside her. His name was Zhou Chengzhe.
Concept: Can the be in the first life be compensated by the he in the second life?