Shi Ling knocked on the door. "Is Aunt He Fang home?"
He Fang opened the door and saw a girl holding a black umbrella and wearing a white dress. She was slightly surprised and asked, "Who are you?"
"I'm Shi Ling."
After Shi Ling entered the house, she placed a bouquet of daisies next to Wang Xian's black and white portrait.
He Fang had heard of Shi Ling's name when she was at the police station. It was she who helped find Wang Xian's body.
"Classmate Shi Ling, thank you so much. If it weren't for you, I would probably never know where my lover is in my life." Thinking of this, He Fang couldn't help wiping away tears.
The girl on the bed over there suddenly started babbling and stretched out her hands as if trying to grab something.
Shi Ling turned her head and saw Wang Xian standing by the bed. He wanted to touch her but didn't dare to get close. He looked at his daughter with affection.
He Fang thought her daughter was hungry again, so she immediately picked her up, handed her the bottle, and coaxed her softly. She said to Shi Ling a little embarrassedly, "This is my daughter. She's over a year old. She's usually very well behaved, but I don't know why she's a little fussy tonight."
When she said this, she thought of how her husband had not yet seen their daughter grow up, and she couldn't help but choke up.
Wang Xian felt extremely distressed watching this.
Shi Ling: "Aunt He Fang, I came here tonight not only to mourn Uncle Wang, but also to fulfill one of his last wishes."
He Fang looked at Shi Ling in a daze.
"He came home to see you."
Shi Ling made a hand gesture, and as he finished speaking, Wang Xian's figure gradually appeared in front of He Fang.
He Fang looked at her familiar lover, as if he had never left, but had just returned home from work as usual, still wearing his work clothes stained with cement.
Tears welled up in her eyes, the lights in front of her eyes became blurry, and even the figure of that person became blurry. She was afraid that it was a dream, so she hugged him tightly.
She thought that humans and ghosts are different and she would hug nothing, but she didn't expect that she actually hugged him.
Wang Xian was also stunned, and was a little worried that his resentment would affect his wife, so he looked at Shi Ling.
Shi Ling nodded gently and gave him a reassuring look.
Wang Xian could no longer restrain himself and hugged his wife tightly. "Honey, I miss you so much. I'm sorry for you and our daughter. It's my fault. You've lost so much weight in the past year..."
He Fang cried and shook her head. "Don't talk about that. You've suffered so much this year buried there. Why didn't you send me a dream so I could find you sooner... Let's not talk about that. Look at our daughter, she's so cute. The neighbors all say her eyes are as big as yours."
"Nannan, this is your dad. Come, call him dad. Look, she smiled when she saw you."
"Nannan, come here, let daddy hold you."
Shi Ling had already walked out the door, leaving the space for the three of them.
The door is half-open and the curtains are warm in color, faintly reflecting the happy picture of a family of three, just like every ordinary moment in the past.
But who could have known that after walking out of this door, we would be separated by life and death, and would never see each other again in this life. Those scenes that seemed ordinary at the time have become extremely precious at this moment.
Shi Ling lit a soul-guiding incense stick at the door, and the smoke curled up, guiding the dead souls to the underworld.
She walked into the dark rain with an umbrella.
…
Baiyun Construction President Zhao Ming is in jail, awaiting the court's final verdict.
He faces multiple accusations from Zhou Jian's family and Wang Xian's family, and the evidence that he caused death and fled the scene, replaced Zhou Jian to go to college, and killed Wang Xian has been found out by relevant departments.
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