My Forced Wife

Copywriting: Wang Song occasionally recalls his first meeting with Li Tang. In the cold winter of March 9th, he was seriously injured and on the verge of death. He fainted in front of the gate of a dilapidated courtyard. When his body was about to be buried in the heavy snow, a girl carrying a firewood basket crunched towards him through the snow. He struggled desperately and grabbed the hem of her skirt, "Save me, please..." Li Tang rescued him, and he married her in repayment. Wang Song was born with jade and gold, but Li Tang was not good-looking. Everyone in the village lamented this, but Wang Song didn't care. Wang Song loves Li Tang, Li Tang... Li Tang didn't say anything, but it didn't stop him from thinking that she loved him. But one day he discovered that her appearance was fake, and so was her love. … Li Tang recalled the winter day when he parted with Wang Song. The snow was as heavy as goose feathers and the molten silver spread thousands of miles. On the top of the mountain, they looked at each other in silence. They were obviously within a distance of being able to hug each other, but what came before the hug was the ruthless sword blade. Li Tang looked at the long sword dripping blood in Wang Song's hand and thought to himself that he was so stingy, wasn't he cheating on his body? She didn't lie to him. It was something he insisted on giving, so why did he blame her for not wanting it? Li Tang didn't understand, so she tore up the marriage contract they had signed, leaving red confetti floating in the wind. She turned around and left, not seeing the pale face of the young man behind her. He knelt in the snow, his hands were red from the cold, and he searched desperately to piece together the marriage contract that was soaked in cold snow, and kept it close to his chest like a treasure. … Wang Song always thinks, how can Li Tang's heart be so cold? After learning about Li Tang's second marriage, Wang Song decided to steal the bride. She was his wife, and she could only be his wife. The red hijab was lifted off, but there was no wave in Li Tang's eyes. She said calmly: "I am a married woman." Wang Song tightened his grip on her wrist and said coldly with red eyes: "Yes, am I not your husband?" Li Tang remained silent. Doesn't his ex-husband count as a husband? As the red candle swayed, Wang Song recalled the tender moments between him and Li Tang. She raised her face and said with half-closed eyes: "Ah Song, there is sand in my eyes. Please blow it out for me." And if he leaned over, Li Tang would definitely kiss his lips. But this time, Wang Song waited for a long time, but only waited. A tear. Overlooking the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties This article hates the sea and loves the sky, the only true heart of a dead person, and a high concentration of love-hate entanglement Intention: I have started writing the article.