My husband called me to tell me that he had hit someone with his car. I rushed to the scene, but what was waiting for me was a pair of silver handcuffs. But Xiang Yuan seemed unwilling to let me go. Before my soul dissipated, I saw Ye Chuanbai trying his best to get my body out of prison. And he cut his wrist, lay in my coffin, and rested his head on my cold chest: "Qing Ci, if you have a next life, can you be with me?" When I opened my eyes again, I was reborn. Xiang Yuan in front of me was holding out his hand, waiting for me to put on the ring for him. I took off the bride's corsage and threw it in his face. I turned around and walked up to Ye Chuanbai and asked him if he wanted to get married. He ran out of the auditorium with me in tears. But we failed to move towards a happy future. In the third year after marriage, Ye Chuanbai openly brought Zhong Wanbai to live in our home. He also allowed Zhong Wanbai to make roast suckling pig from the little fragrant pigs he and I raised. I asked him hoarsely: "How did you become like this?" But he frowned and said in a cold tone: "I've always been like this, haven't I?"
