"Pei Zhiting, all works of art celebrate dying for love, treating suicide as the sublime form of art and the height of aesthetics. But is death really that good?"

"We sing praises to life, we praise being alive, but why is it that when it comes to love, death becomes the most brilliant firework?"

At the end of the movie, Yang Zhao went to find Chen Mingsheng.

Pei Zhiting seemed to have just come out of the movie and turned to look at Song Xijiao.

“Death is the ultimate possession.”

"It will make love reach its peak at that moment, and it will make love never fade."

"Jiaojiao, if I were Chen Mingsheng, my faith would have me sacrificed. I absolutely don't want you to be like Yang Zhao, who died for me. I want you to live well, carry my will, carry our love, and live for me. Death is never the sublimation of love, living is."

Song Xijiao took his hand and put her index finger between his ring finger and little finger.

"Pei Zhiting, I will not commit suicide for love. I will remarry."

The movie ended and the lights came on. There were tears in Pei Zhiting's eyes, but not as many as the tears in Song Xijiao's eyes.

The lights are bright, and lovers still have their eyes full of each other.

Only when most people in the theater had left did Pei Zhiting let go of Song Xijiao and walked out holding hands with her.

"Song Xijiao." Pei Zhiting suddenly called her full name.

"Hmm?" Song Xijiao thought that he was going to hug her, so she jumped into his arms first.

"Song Xijiao, I won't allow you to marry anyone else. All my money is yours. You can go out and seek excitement, find a gigolo, a mistress, or a little wolf or puppy, but you can't fall in love with her."

"Pei Zhiting!" Song Xijiao blushed and pulled him, signaling him to shut up. "What are you talking about!"

"Jiaojiao, you have to understand me. After I die, my possessiveness will be stronger than when I'm alive."

"Pei Zhiting!"

Song Xijiao called him again, but Pei Zhiting looked at her stubbornly, with a firmness in his eyes that brooked no room for argument.

Pei Zhiting's lips were so cold, like the water in a deep pool in the mountains, cold to the bone.

But Song Xijiao really loves this cool feeling.

"Pei Zhiting, you won't die before me."

"I will definitely die before you."

Pei Zhiting suddenly realized that Song Xijiao was serious.

She really wanted to die before him.

There were so many cars on the road, one after another. Traffic police blew their whistles, directing traffic. There were also so many pedestrians, one wave after another, it seemed like there was no end. The city's neon lights flickered, LED screens on the buildings played advertisements, the fountains in the square rose and fell with the music, and children chased and played in the crowd, laughing and talking happily.

Even though the road was so noisy, he seemed to hear nothing. Only the words "I will definitely die before you" echoed in his ears.

He loved her so much that she was afraid to even utter the word death.

Cursed the national quintessence.

He picked up Song Xijiao and ran towards the hotel opposite the cinema in a hurry, without caring about anything. He didn't even notice that after he entered the hotel, a man and woman who were originally going to enter the hotel suddenly turned around and left.

He was so panicked that only by fucking Song Xijiao hard could he feel better.

He wanted to make sure Song Xijiao didn't have the energy to say such nonsense anymore!

He wanted to make sure Song Xijiao didn't have the energy to think about these stupid things anymore!

"Get a room!"

His movements were smooth and seamless, and it was obvious that he came here often.

The receptionist was gossiping inside but didn't dare show it on her face and quickly checked the two people in.

I used to stay up late to draw, but now I stay up late to do another kind of exercise.

It is still a high-physical and high-intensity exercise.

Gorgeous jewels were scattered all over the floor, like the extravagant bedroom of an ancient emperor.

"Those condoms are almost as valuable as my husband's cigarette butts."

"Please keep your voice down. The tips they give us are enough for a month's salary."

The staff didn't dare to discuss it anymore. They quickly cleaned up the room, replaced the original mess with new ones, checked it again, and left only after making sure there were no omissions.

She scrapped two limited edition summer skirts within eight hours, one was bought for her by Pei Zhiting at noon, and the other was bought by her three days ago.

"Pei Zhiting, you will die tomorrow!"

"Good Jiaojiao, I was wrong. Be good, I'll carry you to take a bath, and then we'll go to bed, okay?"

Pei Zhiting coaxed her softly, as if he was coaxing a child, but it was obvious that he was the culprit who turned her into a child!

He clenched his right fist against the wall and held a couple's cell phone in his left hand.

He doesn't care about the brand, model or price of the mobile phone. Pei Yu will buy him the latest one within half a year at most.

He just cared about using the same items as Song Xijiao so that he could show their relationship anytime and anywhere.

Pei Yu said something on the other end, and he angrily kicked the trash can on the wall. The plastic bucket instantly caved in, and the trash inside could not be contained and scattered everywhere.

"How dare they!"

In front of outsiders, he is very conservative, just like now, in the hotel gym, everyone else is wearing a sports vest and shorts, only he is wearing a sports suit with long sleeves and long pants, and it is the kind with a zipper, the zipper is pulled all the way to the top, covering his chin, and anyone who sees him would say he is old-fashioned.

In this kind of hotel, people are either rich or noble, and there are many people who want to make his acquaintance, but he ignores them all, walks to the treadmill alone, adjusts the speed to the fastest, and runs at full speed.

But the fire in my heart kept burning more and more fiercely, and I couldn't put it out no matter what I did.

How dare they treat Jiaojiao like this!

If Jiaojiao hadn't stopped him, he would have killed them!

"Handsome guy, want a date?"

A blonde woman walked up to him and invited him in broken Chinese.

She has been with countless men, but no man has ever looked so attractive to her. He looks exactly like her.

Pei Zhiting didn't show it on his face, but in fact it cracked with a snap.

He and Cao Dinghuan were childhood friends and there were no obvious conflicts between them at the beginning.

They went to play golf together, and then he realized that their group was actually a group of circles and crosses.

He beat Cao Dinghuan and sent him to the hospital. The Cao family refused to give in and reported the matter to Pei Zhonghuan. He still asked Pei Zhonghuan to judge who was right and who was wrong.

Pei Zhonghuan also loved to play games when he was young, but he had never played anything that sounded disgusting. What high-end circle? It was completely a disgusting circle, and it even claimed to be an aristocratic game.

From then on, he and Cao Dinghuan became completely enemies, and Cao Dinghuan also restrained himself a lot, at least he didn't dare to play tricks openly anymore.

…

Only Jiaojiao can make him the one below, okay!

Pei Zhiting's broken heart closed again, and he walked past the woman with an expressionless face.

“Tsk.”

The woman felt sorry, but she didn't insist and quickly looked for her next target.

on Monday.

Liu Yong pushed open the door of Song Xijiao's office with force, rushed over and slammed the table.

"It's you, it must be you, who killed my Dahua."