Gradually, his shirt was drenched.
The tears that Wei Shuyi had held back just now finally rolled out of his eyes. He took a deep breath and said, "Beauty, I hope that after I die, you can live well. After a period of sorrow, you have to pull yourself together. You have to believe in love and others. There will always be a second person who loves you like I love you."
"In a few years, find a suitable person to marry and have children." When he said these words, Wei Shuyi was jealous, but he still continued, "In the future, when you think of me, you can also go to my grave to see me. You're not allowed to bring that person along. You can report the good news, but you can't say that person's good because I'll be jealous."
He would really be jealous.
Just the thought of her living with another man made her heart ache. "We're not fated in this life. Let's make an appointment for the next life."
Beauty Wu burst into tears.