Later Spring Grass Grew

I married the enemy who killed my father. On our wedding night, he held my chin and smiled: "What do you think you are marrying? What you are marrying is a carefully planned victory exhibition." I endured it because of my plan. But later I found a note written by my father under the third floor tile in his study room - "My disciple is very sincere, and there is only one person left who is worthy of trust, and that person should be Mingyue." I had a miscarriage and hemorrhage, and he knelt outside the operating room and kowtowed until his forehead bled. I woke up to sign the divorce, and he was shaking as he clutched the piece of paper and said, "Can you leave... Where is the child?" He forgot that the child was gone. Two years later, they met again and looked at each other from a distance. "The flowers are sold out." I lowered my head and pruned the branches. He looked up at me, his eyes red: "Can I buy the grass in your hand?" ——It turns out that some grass will be reborn from the ashes only after its roots are burned away. I exchanged half of his life for a marriage. Only in the end did I realize—— What my father wrote with his last breath was that my name and his were listed side by side in the "entrusted" column.