The cycle of karma was like retribution. The sad days repeated themselves, and every day continued.
Li Wenbo also felt the pain of death in the overwhelming swarm of insects. He felt the disgust of something that was afraid of entering his ears. At that moment, he thought about many things. He even thought about how he had seen Jing Wenyue many years ago.
At that time, he was still a young boy. The Li family had been dependent on the Jing family for generations, and Jing Wenyue was the eldest daughter of the family. At first glance, he was jealous of everything that the young lady had and liked her appearance. After all, she was like the bright moon, shining beautifully.