Lin Yuanzhi, in his arrogance, declared that only after his death could Zhen'er live a peaceful life. He fails to understand why,He looked up, confused and impatient, but still bent down and hugged her. Wen Xueluo was still lying there. He became suspicious and just as he was about to let go of Xie Shuning, a sharp pain suddenly came to his chest.,The weather was fine, with a gentle spring breeze.。