Chapter 579: Even if we meet, we won’t recognize each other
"Senior Yan, your time is coming." Xie Yingmian said.
Yan Lingyue was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "As expected."
"People really do have feelings when they are dying."
"Since the beginning of this year, my health has been getting worse day by day, and the intervals between my headaches have been getting shorter and shorter."
"I also often dream that my wife comes to pick me up."
"My wife is still as beautiful as she was when I first met her."
"I dreamed that when we first got married, she loved to sit by the window and put on her makeup in front of the mirror. After she finished, she would turn around and ask me if my makeup looked good."
"At first I couldn't see her clearly, but lately, her appearance has become clearer and clearer."
"She is still as beautiful as a flower, but I have a haggard face, gray hair, and am very old."
"I wonder if she will still recognize me when we meet in the underworld."
"Every time I think about it, I burst into tears."
Yan Lingyue laughed until tears came out.
Xie Yingmian listened to Yan Lingyue's words.
A poem popped into my mind.
She whispered softly, "Ten years of separation between life and death. Even without thinking of you, I can never forget you. A thousand miles away, a lonely grave, with no one to talk to about my desolation. Even if we meet, we won't recognize each other, with dust on our faces and hair like frost."
"Last night, a dream suddenly brought me back to my hometown. I sat by the window, dressing. We looked at each other without a word, tears streaming down my face. I imagine the place where my heart breaks every year, on a moonlit night, by the short pine hill." [Source: Song Dynasty Su Shi's "Jiang Cheng Zi"]
When Yan Lingyue heard this poem, he couldn't recover for a long time.
He burst into tears.
The white-haired old man cried like a child.
I cried for a long time.
Yan Lingyue sighed deeply, "What a great saying, 'Even if we meet, we won't recognize each other.'"
"The person who wrote this poem must have had a similar unforgettable experience. Every word brings tears to my eyes."
"I also dreamed about Yanqing when he was a child. Yanqing's mother passed away early. For a while, I couldn't get over it and ignored Yanqing."
"Without me, Yanqing was afraid of the dark night. The little person hugged himself and curled up into a small ball.
“What a pity.”
"I have been in the palace all these years, searching for a way to bring the dead back to life. I have wasted so many years, so many years. Not only have I not found a way to bring the dead back to life, but I have also been separated from Yan Qing for many years."
"If I could choose again, I would definitely choose to stay with Yan Qing."
Yan Lingyue wiped his tears as he spoke.
Wait until he calms down a little.
He then asked Xie Yingmian: "How many days do I have left?"
Xie Yingmian said, "If you don't take care of it, it will last until October at best."
"If I can take good care of myself, I can probably last another three years."
Yan Lingyue's eyes widened: "Three, three years?"
Not three months?
Is it three years?
"I have three years left to live?"
If he could live for another three years, why would he be sad about the passing of time?
A lot can be done in three years!
Xie Yingmian said: "There is a prerequisite, the prerequisite is that it can be properly adjusted."
"If you don't take care of it, you only have a little over a month left."
"How to adjust it?" Yan Lingyue asked.
Xie Yingmian: "You and Aunt Wutong will both follow me out of the palace."
"Aunt Wutong's leg needs to be reattached, and it needs to be done in a specific operating room."
"Your body needs a special medicine formulated by me to recuperate."
"No matter what, you need to leave here."
"Of course, this is just my suggestion. If you don't want to leave here..."
Yan Lingyue interrupted Xie Yingmian and said, "Leave, you must leave."
“Who wants to die when they can live?”
“Who wants to live in pain when they can live comfortably?”
"Wutong and I haven't left here because we don't know where to go, and we don't know where is the safest place."
"Here we have free dishes from the imperial kitchen, free clothes, and silver charcoal. The emperor, the empress dowager, and the others can't find us either. That's why we're staying here."
"If there's a better place to go, we'll definitely go."
Yan Lingyue: "While I'm still alive, I'll also nibble on my big son."
Xie Yingmian: ...
The style of painting changed suddenly.
Yan Lingyue sighed, "I always say that if people do more good things, they will be rewarded."
"If I hadn't led you here tonight, you wouldn't have found me, let alone taken my pulse."
"In more than a month, I will die quietly in this deep palace."
"If I die, Wutong won't be able to operate my mechanism. If she's deprived of food, she'll die too."
"To be honest, I've rescued some people before. They followed the path I gave them and walked to the door. When they saw the wedding dress ghost, their first reaction was to run away."
"I thought you would run too."
"Who would have thought that not only did you not run away, but you also saw through the true identity of the wedding dress ghost and my trap."
"Fate, it's all fate."
"The fortune teller didn't lie to me. I really have a good life, turning misfortune into good fortune. Hahahaha."
Xie Yingmian expressed his understanding of Yan Lingyue's mental state.
This is the famous window effect.
In a dark room, if someone proposes to remove the roof, most people will disagree.
But, as a second best option, if we don't remove the roof and just open a window, most people would agree.
Yan Lingyue originally only had more than a month left to live.
He also felt that the end was coming.
Tell him at this time that he has three years left to live.
He would naturally be happy for the three extra years of earning.
Xie Yingmian asked Wutong, "Aunt Wutong, do you want to leave?"
Wutong frowned, clenched his clothes with his fingers, and shook his head slightly.
Yan Lingyue was anxious: "Wutong, what do you mean?"
"You don't want to leave?"
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