When Gongjiu meets the false Lingyue

When Gong Jiu woke up, he was in a bumpy carriage with a wine glass scattered at his feet.

"I...haven't I never drank alcohol, how come? Is all this just a dream?"

When the sharp blade cut across the curtain of the car, he saw the familiar figure again.

As if meeting by fate,

"who are you?"

"Ximen Chuixue."

"You are Gong Jiu?"

"Yes!"

"Would you like to be Mrs. Simon?"

"You, don't you like Han Xiuning? Why...?"

"A lot of things are not like what you see. She just doesn't want you and me to be together, so she agreed to my ridiculous request at that time, and I... I thought I liked her, but until the time of life and death, I just realized that the only person I love is you!"

"Okay, I promise you!"

This feeling can be remembered,

It's just that I was at a loss.

This time,

Never let go again!

The author has something to say:

This feeling can be treated as a recollection, but it was lost at the time.