Summary
At my lowest point, He Wenjin married me.
Everyone said he married me just to spite my younger sister.
But after he died in a car accident, he left all his inheritance to me.
And a voice recorder.
When I gently pressed play, it was his hoarse, deep voice–
He said:
“Song Tangyin, could you also like me, even just a little?”
After so many years, I finally caught a glimpse of the magnificent and surging love he had hidden beneath the ice.
When I opened my eyes again, I was reborn.
My adoptive mother was holding my hand, saying:
“A yin, can you go to prison in your sister’s place?”