*Belatedly aware of love, chasing his wife at the crematorium
*The pampered little sweet cake who wakes up early vs. The little bitter melon who is widowed due to her ability
Su Yaoyao is extravagant, clingy, and has a domineering temperament. She won't let anyone touch the objects she likes even if they are smashed. She will get annoyed if outsiders take another look at whoever she likes.
After being cruel outside, I came home and saw the face of the person next to me. Her eyes were bright, and she often hugged her neck. Her voice was so sweet that she asked: Is the lady in Zhexianglou better-looking, or am I better-looking?
Whenever this happens, Xue Changyu's heart is undoubtedly complicated.
What serious girl would compete with a laughing prostitute?
His beloved wife lived in a place filled with the fragrance of flowers. She was so spoiled that she never knew what suffering was in the world.
Xue Changyu envied her from the bottom of his heart and looked down upon her.
But he still welcomed her in gracefully.
Because Su Yaoyao has a good and powerful father.
From the day of their wedding, Xue Changyu had been patient with the prime minister's daughter, until the prime minister fell from power, and until he rose to prominence.
Unable to endure it, he thought of divorcing his wife.
Before I had time to send the divorce letter out, the sad news came outside that Yao Yao had died unexpectedly.
Xue Changyu was stunned there, unable to recover for a long time.
Before he divorced his wife, he became a widower.
He thought: It would be better to die, so as not to upset others.
But without that person nagging in his ears, day by day, Changyu couldn't bear it.
He began to suffer from insomnia all night long, turning over and over again and counting the meager past.
The person was gone, he couldn't stop thinking about it, his lovesickness turned into flames, his heart was tormented, and his bones were so burned that they weighed several kilograms.
Slowly, the honey water that Yao Yao likes to drink becomes what he likes to drink, and the flowers and colors that Yao Yao likes become his favorite.
In the third year after losing Yaoyao, Xue Changyu cried holding the memorial tablet in the cold wind and rain.
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Intention: Cherish the people in front of you.
