Quick Transmigration: Reforming the Blackened Big BOSS

  Chapter 688 Perfect World (68)

  Yan Fu nodded: "I know, it's predestined."

  Lightened up the red string in Liang's hand: "Pinch your fingers and count, it is a marriage destined by heaven, so it is a lifetime."

  Baitang also felt a little sad: "Mr. Yan Xiaolang, I'm leaving, you have to take good care of yourself."

  Unfortunately, she couldn't see the new world coming.

   Time also, life also. Yep, sometimes it really isn't the right time.

   It's not just that she didn't see it, those who worked hard before her didn't see it either.

  In the torrent of history, she may leave a mark, or she may gradually withdraw from everyone's sight like those who have not recorded much.

  The memory of the public is limited, and they only remember the most shining and the most painful few people.

  Besides, there will not be too much attention, and few people will know, or even no one will know.

  Bai Tang took away the marriage letter written by Yan Fu.

  While leaving, he softly called "husband" in Yan Fu's ear.

  Yan hugged Baitang's body, without moving for a long time.

   "Xiao Tang'er, I'm sorry."

   "I can't wait for that day."

   "I am used to having you by my side, how can I endure loneliness and the time without you. How can I deal with my long life?"

   Wiping away the tears from his eyes, Yan Fu called out: "Come in."

  The ones who could come have come, and they don't seem to be feeling well.

   "Mr. Yan, don't be too sad. The deceased is dead. You have to live well so that you can live up to the teacher's expectations and come out early. The teacher doesn't want to see you too sad."

  The people next to Yan Fu saw that Yan Fu was not in the right state, and persuaded him.

Yan Fu looked up at him: "If you had experienced the departure of your loved one, you wouldn't say that. I don't have too many regrets, please tell Mr. Gongzhong that the people of Lu's family will definitely not end well. Lu Qiushi must die a painful death."

   "Don't worry, Mr. Yan, Lu's family is the beginning of all this, so naturally it can't end well."

  Yan Fu lowered his eyes and looked at the lifeless person in his arms, Fang said: "The Lu family is definitely not the end, the cultivation of the mind is especially important."

  Yan Fu: "After I die, I will be buried with my wife together. The unfinished business of Xiaotang will be done by you, and the invisible prosperity and prosperity will be watched by you."

   "Mr. Yan, you are still young, you can see it."

   "The things that the teacher has not competed for are also things we are trying to accomplish. Mr. Yan doesn't have to worry about it."

  Yan Fu glanced at Baitang one last time, and murmured: "It turns out...the loss of color in mountains and rivers is not an exaggeration..."

  The dagger in the sleeve inserted into the heart without hesitation.

   "Mr. Yan..."

  …

   Another three years passed.

  Gong Zhongshu came to the tomb with a large bouquet of flowers.

   "Teacher, Mr. Yan, it has succeeded. It has been planned for many years and it has lived up to expectations."

   "I'm getting married too, I've delayed Wang Zui for too long, I'm sorry for her."

   "Teacher, you and Mr. Yan can rest assured that all things are waiting to be done, and everything is developing in a good direction."

   "I saw that mirror at Lu's house. Lu Qiu Shi kept saying that Lu's doing this was in accordance with the will of God and God's will, and that mirror was left by God, and God will definitely see it."

   "When the student smashed the mirror, Lu Qiushi would go crazy."

  “Students think that if there is a **** in the world, it should be someone like the teacher.”

   "By the way, teacher, I don't know if Mr. Yan has caught up with you. Think about it, it takes only a few words, but it should be a step away. I hope the teacher can have a healthy body in the next life."

   "They say that Yan Fu is immortal and will be resurrected. He has died in love, and there is no one who will be resurrected in the world..."

  …

  (end of this chapter)