Your Late Love Is Worth Less Than Grass. I'm Dying, So Why Are You Crying?

Bo Yan was the love of my life. For her, I gave away my entire fortune and bowed and scraped, but she sent me to prison with her own hands for the sake of her one true love. When we met again, she was nestled intimately in the arms of her late lover's younger brother. “Tang Zhi, you got Brother Chu killed. How dare you show your face in front of me?” “Someone like you doesn't deserve to live!” “Tang Zhi, why don't you just die?” Just as she wished, I really was going to die. But when she learned I was close to death, she pinned me to the bed like a madwoman, her eyes bloodshot. “Tang Zhi, please don't leave me!”