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

"Yan Yan Yan!" Ji Weiyang desperately rushed to his side and embraced her in a hug. The lightning outside the window was still crackling and crackling, the electric light shining on the two of them was sometimes dim and sometimes bright. It was unusually eerie and ghostly.

"Yan Yan, don't be afraid. With me here, don't be afraid of anything." His palm gently caressed her hair, and his hoarse voice had a calming effect.

Zhan Yan stayed silent in his arms, then started to cry loudly.

"I'm obviously innocent. I know this is a trap, but why? Why can't I let go of this trap …"

"Yan Yan, don't think about anything, don't think about anything." Ji Weiyang's lips randomly kissed her, removing the ice-cold tears on her face. However, it was unable to calm her uneasy emotions.

This time she wanted to tightly grab onto him