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 slept for three days and three nights. When she woke up again, three days later, it was already early in the morning.

"Water …" The dry lips trembled, Zhan Yan's mind went blank, she only felt an excruciating pain in her throat.

Beside the sickbed, Du Xiaomo hurriedly brought warm water to her lips. After drinking it, she gradually regained consciousness.

"Are you feeling any better?" Lu Ruping also stayed at the hospital for three days. She helped Zhan Yan up from the bed and lovingly brushed away the messy hair on her forehead.

"I'm fine, Mom. I'm sorry I worried you." Zhan Yan said warmly, and gave Lu Ruping a comforting smile in return.

Last wish