Hối Hận Muộn Màng

After my boyfriend passed away, I developed severe depression. At sixteen, I attempted suicide but was saved by the most reckless young master of Beijing's elite circle. He shed all his arrogance, staying by my side for five years until I recovered. Yet on the eve of our first anniversary, I discovered his terminal cancer diagnosis. When I went to find him, I overheard him telling his friends: 'Su Nian has never let me touch her. I feel like a damn stand-in.' 'If she'd commit suicide for me, I'd believe she's moved on.' 'So testing her with a fake death should work, right?' So I staged my own death before his eyes. Later, they say Jiang family's unruly devil went mad - he nearly died diving into the ocean, searching in vain for his supposedly devoted girlfriend who 'died for him'.