Huiwen blushed, leaned close to Xu Xiusen's lips, and gave him a gentle kiss. "I like you too, my Xiusen."

The scene suddenly changed, replaced by two loud bangs and a sea of ​​blood—a recurring dream for Xu Xiusen over the past twenty years.

He knew he was possessed, unable to escape the loss of Huiwen and his daughter, and also filled with self-blame for why he had gone on a business trip those few days. In his mind, he imagined again and again the tragic scene of Huiwen and the woman leaving this world.

Later, when his inner demons became too heavy, he went to see a psychologist. The psychologist was helpless with his stubborn self-harm, and he could only rely on himself to overcome it.

His deliberate indulgence in a life of debauchery over the past few years has indeed made him less prone to those self-destructive nightmares. So why are these dreams reappearing in his mind?

Before he knew it, he had arrived at the door of his former home. He steadied himself and was about to reach out to open the door.

The door wasn't locked. This was something he deliberately did before leaving, so that one day Huiwen would want to bring their daughter back to their once warm and cozy home and not be unable to open the door because she didn't have the key.

Just as my hand was about to touch the doorknob, the door creaked open from the inside.

Xu Xiusen felt his scalp tingling and his whole body trembling. He wasn't afraid, but excited. Could it be that ghosts and gods really exist in this world? Today is the anniversary of his wife's death. Is she coming back with her daughter to visit?

It is said that benevolent ghosts are afraid of people, especially the masculine energy of men. Xu Xiusen was afraid of frightening his wife and that she would never come back. He ran upstairs with great speed.

He had just run up to the upper floor when the door downstairs opened. He was in a good position and could look down to see everything in front of his former home.

Huiwen... Huiwen... Is that you? Is it really you?

Xu Xiusen stared at his front door, his eyes brimming with excitement, not daring to blink.

He was terrified that Huiwen would disappear in the blink of an eye.

As soon as the door opened, someone came out of the house. Xu Xiusen stared wide-eyed, so excited that he could hardly stand.

Soon, he was disappointed. The person who came out was not Huiwen, but Huiwen's mother, who was his mother-in-law and is now his mother-in-law.

With Huiwen's passing, the relationship between the son-in-law and mother-in-law reached a freezing point, and they haven't seen each other for over twenty years.

However, because the deputy's official position was so high, he frequently appeared on television, either for interviews or inspections. Xu Xiusen was also in the officialdom, so no matter how much he didn't want to see him, he would still see him on television often.