The next scene is next to the Ganges, a river that will never run dry.
A unique woman has been lying by the river crying sadly.
Her cries made the stars in the sky fall sadly into the river, and the birds also cried.
For three whole days, she cried so hard that the whole world was about to burst.
However, the man she was waiting for never came.
She glanced behind her desperately, stood up, and walked to the river.
He raised his hand and was about to slap it on his chest to destroy his essence.
Suddenly a hand grabbed her palm.
She turned around and saw a man as handsome as an immortal, slowly hugging his waist.
Looking at him, her eyes were dim and disappointment flashed in her eyes.
"Let me die!" she murmured.
"Yanran, are you such a coward?" the handsome man said softly.
"Even if you cry to death, he won't even look at you."
"Is it worth dying for such a man?"
"Did you know that he has been playing in Buzhou Mountain with Poseidon's daughter for the past three days?"
"He has decided to marry her as his concubine in three days!"
After hearing what he said, her tears flowed out again.
"Wuhen, could it be said that he didn't see the note I left for him at all?" She still held on to the last trace of fantasy.
The extremely beautiful man sighed slightly and said: "Xijian Liying's temperament likes the new and hates the old. I have always only seen new people smiling, but how can I hear old people crying?"
"He is with his new love every day now, and he has no time to talk to you at all!"
Jun Wuhen's words were like a sharp knife, instantly piercing her heart.
She could no longer stand firmly and fell back.
He hugged her delicate body.
"Let me die!" she murmured, her eyes full of heartbreaking despair.
She wanted to get out of his arms, but he held her tighter.