Remember I Loved

Copywriting: Years later she didn't know who he was to her. The older brother who stood up for himself when he was young? A husband who leaves himself alone in an empty room? The murderer of the child? Even though he was like this, she still loved him. "Shaoyang, can you cooperate with the treatment? Don't use your body to get angry with me, okay? I agree to the divorce." Looking at his pale face and tightly pursed thin lips, she felt heartbroken. "Very good..." He endured the sharp pain in his stomach. It was good that she had "self-knowledge" this time, but his heart... Hurt even more. "Shaoyang..." She called out that familiar name. In fact, she never knew what to say to him, and it was the same this time. She looked at him deeply, this might be the last time, the last time...