Yao Mingyue's words gradually regained the lively energy that once belonged to her. This was how she was meant to be, with her head always held high like a swan, and this was the appearance that Xu Musen liked the most.
She wore a trench coat, her long burgundy hair flowing in the wind, donning sunglasses, looking valiant and heroic.
Just like the beginning of the story, the day they met.
"Marry me, live in mansions and drive luxury cars.
Pocket money not less than five figures every day.
No need to work or do housework.
If you want kids, I'll give you as many as you want..."
They got married, but sadly, many promises, Yao Mingyue didn't get the chance to fulfill.
Two people at the beginning, two graves at the end.
From then on, the world no longer had Xu Musen and Yao Mingyue.
She turned and left.
An Nuannuan stood in front of the tombstone, staring for a long time, the sea breeze blowing against her beautiful cheeks.
"A fool, a lunatic..."
"I am too..."
