Ming Wei handed Nie Wanying a plain ring with ancient characters engraved on it. Nie Wanying looked at it through the lights on the tower, but couldn't discern the meaning.
Ming Wei smiled at her puzzled look. Nie Wanying glared at him and noticed that he was wearing an identical one on his finger.
"What is this?"
"This pair of rings has been cursed by a witch. Once worn, if one party betrays the other, he will be punished."
"What punishment?"
"Life is worse than death."
Nie Wanying only thought that he got it from somewhere and did not believe it. He asked casually, "What's the solution?"
"Unless the other person forgives and takes off the ring."
Nie Wanying smiled at her only serious childishness and put it on without hesitation. Seeing this, Ming Wei's brows overflowed with joy, and he stretched out his hand to interlock with hers. The river of lights from the iron tower flowed between their interlocked fingers, and time seemed to be solidified into amber by the moonlight.
This moment has long become eternity, cherished by Ming Wei now and remembered by Nie Wanying in the future.
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Nie Wanying is obsessed with snow, but every snowfall reveals the tragedy of her life. Ming Wei stretched out his hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. He still smiled calmly, as if he tolerated her little tricks in the past. Only this time, the price he had to pay was death.
As her body temperature dropped, Ming Wei felt her strength slowly dissipate. When Nie Wanying's kiss fell, he touched her hand and took off the small ring himself.
Later, there was a beautiful and kind-hearted woman wandering around the world. She only had a piercing in her right ear, with an exquisite ring hanging from it.
Finally, at dusk, the ring fell into the deep blue sea, embracing the eternal tenderness in the light and shadow of the swimming fish.
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