It snowed heavily in Kyoto again. Jiang Liu couldn't bear to turn away when he saw the blood that Xu Xiaoan vomited. "Xiao An, she doesn't want to see you like this." The man looked out the window with empty eyes. It was the same heavy snow that year, and it was Song Han who carried her out of the mass grave step by step. He thought that they would be together forever after their revenge was avenged. He didn't even have time to see her put on her wedding dress. There would be no more time between them...
Purpose: There is no regret in life