Ending (3)

"Jiayan, did you know? Death is the only choice I have now.

"Only my dying will make the photographs that the Lins have worthless. It's the only way I will not become the destroyer of your marriage. It's the only way our child will not be constantly subjected to the threat of death. It's the only way that I can accompany our child forever."

The diary slipped through Qin Jiayan's fingers, and he pressed his head against the headboard to force himself to hold back the stinging sensation in his eyes.

He sat in silence for a long while before he suddenly slipped out of his sheet, put on his shoes, and went downstairs. Without any warning, he announced to Mother Qin and Qin Zhi'ai, "I can't get married."

I can't get married. If I hadn't learned the truth, I might be able to get through life with Xia Yi, but now that I know, how could I marry another girl?