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 smiled as gentle as water and gently rested her head on his wrist. She did not speak and only stared at him deeply.

His slender fingers softly pierced through her soft hair. "Yan Yan, I guarantee that this will never happen again."

Ji Weiyang was not a god, he could not possibly control everything in his hands. When he was unconscious, he had been afraid, afraid that he wouldn't be able to wake up. Then, what about his appearance? Who would take care of her? Who could stand together with her for the rest of their lives?

"Yan Yan, when I was unconscious, I seemed to have had a very, very long dream."

"What did you dream of?" Zhan Yan stared at him with her bright, long eyelashes.

Ji Weiyang's eyes became a little blank, as if he was reminiscing about something. "Dream on our wedding night, dream on our wedding night, dream on my face that blooms underneath me like a lily."

Sick to the bone