I took a sip of the Mengpo soup, which was like wine but not wine. The five flavors of sweetness, bitterness, bitterness, sourness and alkali are mixed, just like my previous life. Those beautiful purple pupils glanced at me, and said with a lazy smile: "The road to the afterlife is too lonely, I have to find someone to wait on me." A young man as deep as a secluded pond looked at me with piercing eyes: "Since he entered the original family, he was also destined to enter this troubled world. I have always taken Simei as my confidant, I don't know what Simei thinks."

He was dressed in white, looking at the shimmering lake, sitting in a wheelchair like a fairy, and said softly: "You don't have to thank me, since I saved you today, you have to know it, this bitch My life is mine, and I will get it back one day." His loose red hair was like brocade, he held my hand tightly, and his wine eyes twisted my black eyes: "Mu girl, remember, don't leave me, even if you die, you can't leave me." Misguided into the troubled times, a weak woman, how should she protect herself and the one she loves.