"Feifei, Feifei, you can't die" I heard Shen Lang calling me over and over while holding me.
I think maybe he still loves me. Being able to die in Shen Lang's arms makes me feel that I have no regrets in this life.
Brother Song has been visiting me every day for six months, talking to me a lot, and caressing my tombstone with infinite tenderness.
I have been deceiving Brother Song. I know in my heart that it is not love, but how can I bear to treat him like this?
Shen Lang lives in a small house opposite my final resting place, just like the hanging house he and I lived in back then.
At first I saw that he was sighing and sad about my death, and I was also sad. I always caressed him at first.
I also know that Shen Lang will start a new life sooner or later, but when that day does come, I will still feel very distressed.
Watching Zhu Qiqi and Shen Lang walking past my tomb with infinite tenderness, I suddenly felt distressed and unable to breathe. A white light flashed across my face, and I suddenly felt my eyes becoming conscious.
I tried to open my eyes, Bai Jing? My mother? Sitting by my bed and looking at me lovingly? I realized that I woke up in the bed of the Ghost Palace...
Intention: My life is not a tragedy