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[Finished] She in him, from sentimental to heart death, cut off the thread of love. He in her, from ruthless to heartache, repentance is too late. Life and death across, two lives, the original are only to return the love debt. He caressed the jade back in his arms and said: "Huan'er, I'm sorry. You remember, I owe you a big wedding, owe you a tender first night. It's just that I can't give you these in this life. Before I die, I will be in the Buddha...