Two consecutive months have passed, and Xia Yun persistently writes to Ye Mo every day, but he has never responded to her. Each letter seems to vanish into the void. Yet she continues to persevere day by day... He refuses to see her or reply to her letters. But she hasn't given up hope, because the letters haven't been returned, so she believes he has read them. Besides worrying about his situation, her longing for him grows stronger.
Although they were married for only ninety-nine days, the kindness he showed her during those days is something she could never forget for a lifetime.
As time slowly slips away, the date of the execution draws nearer, and she becomes increasingly anxious. But the letters she sends to him are subject to inspection by the prison guards, and she cannot write too openly. So what should she do?
Her gaze fixated on a painting on the wall, and suddenly inspiration struck—of course, painting was her forte, how could she have forgotten.
