After rebirth, the domineering empress chased her husband

"That's weird."

The two ended up flirting with each other.

Love is enviable.

The two of them didn't know how long they could stay in their world of two. Anyway, they felt like they were trying to escape death.

After all, happy days can be disrupted by danger at any time, and you never know when your enemies will catch up with you.

Day two.

The two went to the residence of Lan Zheyu and his father.

They live in slums on the outskirts of the city.

Countless migrant workers live in the dilapidated three-story building.

There is only enough space for people to walk between the buildings, and there is no air circulation. Even in the daytime, when you walk on the path between the buildings, no sunlight can get in.

Arrive at the main destination.

She stood outside the door, looking at the house number 306.

On the red wooden door with peeling paint, an iron lock covered with rust hung down.

I guess it’s because it’s been so long.

The door is not locked, so there must be someone home.

Life is unpredictable. Who knows what tomorrow will bring? Will we be alive or dead, rich or poor, happy or sad?

She finally lowered her brows, feeling filled with emotion.

He raised his hand and tapped three times.

He lowered his head and waited for someone to open the door.

"Who!"

"I am Leng Hanyan."

The room was not well soundproofed from the outside, and I heard clear footsteps.

The door opens.

Lan Zheyu’s face appeared before him.

She looked him over carefully.

In the past, he was a white-collar upstart with fair skin, neat hair, and regular features. Although he was not a handsome guy, he was quite handsome.

But now, his hair was disheveled, there were big dark circles under his haggard eyes, and his dull skin was almost greasy.

With his untidy beard, you can’t tell at all that he was once an elite man with an annual salary of one million.

She looked completely stunned.

His face was expressionless.

"Please come in."

Leng Hanyan came back to her senses when she heard a voice beside her ear.

"Thank you."

He actually guessed that he was probably frightened by his current appearance.

After all, that's life, we are in high spirits when things are going well.

When times are tough, everyone pushes down the wall.

I no longer care about what others think.

"Look for my dad! He's in his room. He's been lying in bed since he came back yesterday. I asked him to take him to the hospital, but he refused to go. There's nothing I can do, after all, my dad wants to die."

Leng Hanyan, who was following behind him, was a little surprised.

Can't help but ask.

"Why do you want to die?"

Lan Zheyu said helplessly.

"People of my dad's generation were all romantic, as was my mom, your dad, and my dad. But in the end, only your parents were able to marry. As for my dad, he loved my mom his whole life, but my mom only loved your dad until she died. Isn't that ridiculous?"

Leng Hanyan was silent.

Everything in this world can be solved with money, except love.

Arrived outside the inner room door.

Leng Hanyan stood outside the door and knocked.

Lan Zheyu and Nan Jiu left tactfully.

Looking at the dilapidated house, an old man was lying on the bed.

His hair is gray and he has very little flesh on his body.

Seeing Leng Hanyan, he tried to sit up with the last bit of life in his body.

She hurried over to support him.

After half an hour.

Leng Hanyan told him everything about Xiao Tianling.

In the end, he died without any regrets.

Leng Hanyan finished speaking.

He slowly closed his eyes.

Leng Hanyan has seen too many lives and deaths.

Walk out the door calmly.

"Your father passed away peacefully."

Lan Zheyu rushed into the room.

Leng Hanyan walked out the door silently and went down the stairs.

Nan Jiu asked from behind.

"Does he have any regrets?"

"Yes, he was very curious about why Xiao Tianling acted differently after returning from abroad. Also, why she didn't even look back at him after he left with her mother. After all, he raised Xiao Tianling."

"Then you told him everything."

"Yes! I did, and I told him that the real Tian Ling is not dead."

Nan Jiu reached out and held her hand, and the two walked forward hand in hand.

Three days later, Mr. Xiao was buried. When people went to pay their respects, they saw a bouquet of flowers in front of his grave.

Leng Hanyan glanced at Nan Jiu.

"He showed up."

Nan Jiu hugged her shoulders tightly.

The worship is over.

Looking at Lan Zheyu in funeral clothes, he looked more haggard than in the past few days and looked much older.

After the Xiao family fell, no one cared about Old Man Xiao anymore and he lived alone. They lived together until Lan Zheyu was released from prison.

"What are your plans next?"

He looked up at the sky and let out a long sigh.

Smile with relief.

"The bond between father and son has ended. I no longer owe anyone in this world any favors. The sky is high and the birds fly freely. In this vast world, there is always a place where my heart belongs."

Look at his relief.

She smiled.

"Good luck, here we go."

"Goodbye."

After saying goodbye.

The couple, hand in hand, looked like an old married couple, the same shape.

"Hubby, where should we go? Let's go to the beach and see Xiaoyong. How about that?"

"I follow my husband wherever he goes."

Three hours later.

It is evening.

As soon as the two got out of the car, a sunset glow spanned the sky over the sea.

Under the sky, two tin houses stand lonely on the beach.

Two men walked into the house and the door was closed.

"One, where did Xiaoyong go?"

"I'll call him."

After the call is connected.

Xiaoyong said he was in the back mountain and would be back soon.

After hanging up the phone.

The two stood outside the door.

Leng Hanyan looked around.

His eyes were lonely.

If this island was really like it was before, with people living without worries, she would actually be willing to be a little poor.

At this time, his eyes fell on the iron house next door.

That was built for road steel.

His eyes dimmed.

"Hubby, let's go check out Lu Gang's room!"

Nan Jiu took a look and nodded.

They walked to the door and opened it.

The interior was still furnished as before, except that on the middle table there was an urn, in front of which there was a candlestick with incense sticks, and behind the urn there was a photo frame.

The black and white photo above is a portrait of Lu Gang.

A solemn portrait in military uniform.

At this time, the two of them also saw that in the corner of the table, there was a thick stack of sealed letters.

Pick it up and take a look.

It was starting to get dusty.

At this time, a voice came from behind.

"This is a letter Lu Gang wrote to Xiaoxue and the child. He started writing it the day he knew he had a child."

Leng Hanyan picked it up and took a look.

It says.

"Written for a one-year-old baby,"

Then came two years old, three years old, ten years old...

"The first one, maybe, when you read it, I will no longer be alive. However, I love you. I also want to see our baby grow up and be with you until old age. It's a pity that I don't have that blessing.

Do you know? When you came to see me that day and found out that we had a child, and saw how reluctant you were to leave me, I was happy and sad at the same time. However, the fate that God had given us could only go this far, and this was the fact that I could not accept the most. It was also the ending that I had to accept.

Xiaoxue, I really hope you find a good family to marry, but I also really hope you will only love me for the rest of your life. I am so conflicted and in so much pain.

On one hand, I am an angel, wishing you happiness, but on the other hand, I am a devil who only wants to possess you and make you belong to me alone.

Many people say: love is about fulfillment, but I just want to say, true love, how can you give it up? I'm sorry, everything, I broke my promise, I can't travel around the world with you, I can't take you to see the scenery you want to see, I can't stay by your side until you grow old, I'm sorry."

Leng Hanyan finished reading it quietly, then turned around and looked at Xiaoyong with a lonely expression.

"Since these letters are written to Xiaoxue, why not give them to her directly?"

"Lu Gang said that if Xiaoxue got married with a child one day, he would pretend that he had never been to Xiaoxue's world. If Xiaoxue didn't get married, he would send her the letter he wrote, and then send her one letter every year."

After hearing this, Leng Hanyan took a breath.

Holding a pile of thick envelopes in his hand, it seemed extremely heavy.

I turned to a letter published twenty years later.

She pulled away slowly.

"Xiaoxue, it's been twenty years. It's been twenty years since I died. I don't know whether you have seen this letter or not. I spent three months writing down everything I wanted to say to you and the baby in my life. It's been twenty years. Are you already someone else's wife? Is the child married? Do you still love me? My life has stopped at your youth. Are you old and weak now? If you see this letter, please tell the child for me that I love him very much. I want to accompany him to grow up and watch him get married. If there is an afterlife, I will definitely pray to God to let me live a little longer, otherwise I will not come to this world in vain. If I don't come to this world, I will not let you and the child down. I will not let you down for your deep love for me.

Will you hate it? But whether you hate it or not, after twenty years, it shouldn’t be important anymore… Time will dissipate hatred and love…

I'm sorry... The biggest regret in my life is that I didn't stay with you until old age.

In this life, I have little luck and a short life. If there is an afterlife, I would like to accompany you until old age, and to the end of the world with you.

After reading it, Leng Hanyan felt a chill all over her body.

She stuffed the letter into Nanjiu's hands.

Rush out the door.

The seaside is a place that heals the soul, but when you step on the crunching river sand and look at the colorful clouds and the picturesque scenery.

Only then did I realize that if the world hadn't lost the people who loved me.

Even the prosperous world of mirage will pale in the eyes.

It turns out that beauty needs someone to accompany it in order to be warm.

Happiness is fun only when it is shared.

Happiness requires the company of loved ones, so that life will not be regret-free.

Not long after, Nan Jiu also chased out, came to her side, held her hand and walked together.

She smiled as she held her hand.

Tenderness says:

"I am lucky that you are still here, and I am also lucky that we have only been separated in life, not in death.

If one day, you have to make a choice between separation in life and separation in death.

I choose to leave alive."