"No, if I really went with you, it would only hurt you! Xiaoshuai, listen to me, I also swear to heaven, in this lifetime, aside from you, I will never be with another man. In life, I belong to you, and in death, I'll be your ghost, okay?"
As Li Yufen spoke, her eyes reddened.
Wang Xiaoshuai, seeing this, knew that any further delay could attract the attention of interested parties.
So, after spending another tender moment with Li Yufen, he quietly left her home with the food she had prepared for him.
Watching the direction in which Wang Xiaoshuai disappeared, Li Yufen could no longer control the sadness at the bottom of her heart. Her nose began to tingle, and tears flowed as if they cost nothing.
Her heart was in agony, as if countless needles were pricking it, making it difficult for her to breathe and draining her of all spirit and strength.