Xiaohe
Xiaohe kneels on the prayer mat before her husband's memorial tablet, trembling as she prays with her hands pressed together, as if begging forgiveness from her husband far beyond the sky.
“Husband, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I really shouldn't be thinking about those things, but I really can't help it—she is too dazzling, too beautiful.” (She kneels before the memorial tablet, devoutly confessing her sins.)Please log in to continue the conversation.