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With no wedding, no ring, and no red carpet, the temperature of her wishful marriage was destined to be cold from the beginning. He said: "Shu Nuan, you can't get anything from me." She smiled calmly, and he knew clearly that she had always regarded him as a god, even if she knew he didn't love her, she was still willing to fly into the flames. Even though he deliberately neglected and alienated her after marriage, even though he endured the sarcasm from his mother-in-law every day. One year is the deadline for her life. She only wants to love him with all her heart once, even if she sinks into dust. Until the beads are darkened. His voice was cold: "You don't even have the right to die before you give birth to my child." In order to save his beloved woman, she had an accidental miscarriage. What she received in exchange was not a thank you, but a ruthless slap in the face and the indifferent figure of him leaving with the woman he loved in his arms. Before the body dies, the mind dies first. She held up her broken body and left resolutely, her delicate red figure falling in the snowstorm...