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

"Vayon!" Zhan Yan let out a mournful wail, then kneeled down limply on the ground.

At this time, a pair of arms suddenly wrapped around her from behind, pulling her into a firm chest. The strange man's aura made Zhan Yan panic and she started to struggle non-stop, "Let go, let go of me …"

"Don't be afraid, Zhan Yan is me."

Zhan Yan turned around, and only then did she realize that the person who was carrying him was actually Tang Yu. Tang Yu, he's dead, what should we do? Vayon is dead! " Zhan Yan tugged at the corner of his clothes, crying miserably.

This is the first time you've ever said you love me