Everyone knows that Sang Ruan and Su Qichi are getting engaged. The two childhood sweethearts are finally getting married.
Sang Ruan was also looking forward to it, but reality slapped her hard in the face.
The two of them were talking about the future the day before, but the next day they watched Su Qichi throw away the engagement ring in front of her and said, "Let's break up."
Sang Ruan laughed angrily.
But after getting angry, I felt deeply confused. She tried hard to think whether she had forgotten about Su Qichi because she had been working on her career, which made him feel insecure.
So, she specially asked for leave, prepared a grand surprise, and waited for Su Qichi to return, but she didn't want to only see the empty room and those two emotionless words:
Break off the engagement.
Sang Ruan didn't understand why.
She tried to redeem herself, but she saw Su Qichi burning the photo album of their past memories bit by bit in front of her.
Sang Ruan was shocked and angry. She went up to snatch it back, but in the end it was too late.
She was disappointed and decided to let go.
But Sang Ruan didn't notice that the moment she turned around, Su Qichi behind her also bent over in pain, choked with sobs that she couldn't say a word.
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Su Qichi never expected that the most painful thing in life would happen to him.
He watched Sang Ruan die in his arms on the eve of their wedding, but he strangely returned to a month ago.
Su Qichi thought it was a dream, and he and Sang Ruan spent a warm day in the "dream".
It turned out that everything was not a dream.
He began to try to find the murderer and prevent Sang Ruan's death, and finally discovered in the cycle that he was the "fuse".
As long as he is around, it is impossible for Sang Ruan to survive.
She will still die on the eve of the wedding in various ways and at that time.
The god of death was smiling mockingly at him, Su Qichi, declaring war on him. Su Qichi smiled calmly and wildly.
He poured two glasses of wine.
A drink to death.
A toast to tomorrow.
Intention: The God of Death laughs at my incompetence, I offer a glass of wine to the God of Death