Her marriage was to stay by herself in a large, empty house. Her marriage lasted from hope until despair. Her marriage was a monthly routine of the 8th. If it's a lie, then just lie for the rest of your life, okay? At least this way, they could continue all the way to the end of their lives.

Lonely Marriage

"Zhan Yan!" With a bang, the door swung open. Du Xiaomo angrily pushed open the door and stepped forward, grabbing Zhan Yan's arm.

"Let go, it hurts." Zhan Yan's eyebrows were practically twisted together. There were countless large and small wounds on her body, all caused by the time she saved him. Some of them were scarred, while some of them were even seeping with blood.

"You still know pain? It's fine if you keep watch over this man day and night, but you don't even treat the wounds on your body. If the infection turns into tetanus, then your little life will be gone. "

Zhan Yan laughed without care, "What are you making a big fuss over a small injury."

"Don't look at this man too much, he won't die. Zhan Yan, you have to follow me right now to treat my wounds." Du Xiaomo ignored her resistance and dragged her into the infirmary.

Viyan she doesn't want you anymore